You can buy a birthday cake if it’s not your birthday. Those dipshits don’t even check your ID.
Or a smattering of desserts. My friends Gary, Aina and Bru were nice enough to join me for dinner for a belated celebration of my birthday. We went to Laurel Hardware, the hardware store turned kickass restaurant in West Hollywood, for one of the best meals I’ve had in a while.
What began with watermelon drinks for four ended with us splitting butterscotch, bliss cake (made with quinoa), buttermilk panna cotta and the hands-down favorite: dark chocolate brownie with hazelnut ice cream:
Thanks guys, for helping me get the whole notion of “best” friends.