As I’ve mentioned, life has been hectic lately, and my husband’s birthday fell right in the middle of that chaos. So I had to go low-maintenance on his birthday this year, but yet I didn’t want to sacrifice any thrill factor. So I went with a store-bought food theme, all based on his favorite cities in which he’s lived.
Representing Buenos Aires, we had empanadas from Ruben’s Empanadas. They were the only restaurant that made their beef empanadas with raisins in them. This is very important in an Argentina empanada (at least a Northern Argentine one).
Michael and I both grew up in Atlanta, and we, along with every southerner, love Chick-fil-A. If you live in New York, you may be wondering how the hell I scored such loot. Well, I drove to Jersey. Yes, I drove to and from New Jersey in horrible traffic just to get these golden sandwiches (plus waffle fries and sweet tea) for my beloved. In retrospect, it was worth it. In the moment, I was hating myself. Especially when my phone died in the process.
I almost forgot New York (duh), so I made it the beverage with Hudson Whiskey.
Ok, it looks totally unappetizing, but I swear it was one of the most delicious things I’ve ever eaten! It’s a King Cake from Gambino’s Bakery in New Orleans, where M went to college. Inside every king cake is little plastic baby. It’s customary for the person who gets the baby in his or her piece to buy the next celebration’s king cake.
All in all it was a festive night, and I didn’t have to cook a thing. All I did was drive, arrange, ship, and make little city flags.