… and who shares a birthday with his nibs.
We celebrated with a wild night … home.
Baked kabocha squash filled with butter/brown sugar/nutmeg.
Spiced lamb sausages from Little City Meats on Stockton with grilled onions, egg noodles.
Dessert was (for the birthday boy — by request) baked Granny Smith apple stuffed with butter/brown sugar/nutmeg, served warm with French vanilla ice cream and (for moi) French vanilla ice cream with a splash of (non-vintage … not the Dow ’83 sitting on the kitchen counter! not the Dow ’83!) port.
Ym.
We had a very nice birthday.
We hope the uncle who used to take me fishing (and his paramour) did as well.