I was so lucky today, I really was. After I fought off the exhaustion of being woken up early to help my mom out with some office work, I realized/ remembered that I cry every birthday. Am I the only one with this issue? Every year I cry on my birthday. I get overwhelmed and I'm not sure if it's the sudden attention or a feeling that I don't deserve it but I always cry for some reason. This year, after my cry, I decided I wanted to do nice things for people instead of being treated on all day. So I helped my mom, and I felt better.
My parents blindfolded me at dinnertime and took me to III Forks, an incredible steak house here in Dallas that oozes class. I mean stained glass behind the bar, a piano player and singer every night, the works. The service is spot-on, they are always polite and courteous, and tonight the (manager?) came by and asked if I was enjoying my birthday. How did he know? Awesome.
Aside from the service the food is incredible. Their steaks are out of this world tender, cooked to perfection, seasoned well, no fat. The bread is a perfect flakey starter, and the sides include snap peas, creamed corn (my fav), mashed potatoes, and seasoned tomatoes and onions. They also brought out their delicious six layer chocolate cake with a sparkler on top. Tonight, I was in a travel brochure for Dallas, I swear.
At home I opened the presents my parents gave me. Adorable and perfect, like every year. Here's a spoiler on the presents.