They Say It’s My Birthday
Have you heard this song? It’s relatively new. And while I’m not typically a fan of the genre, for some reason it seems to deeply resonate with me. Especially today. It even kind of makes me want to dance. That’s crazy.
I’m too old to dance. I can barely walk.
Today, by every measure, I’m leaving my youth behind me. You could say that I left my youth behind me many many years ago. There are so many milestones to choose from. Having children, getting married, turning thirty, becoming a manager, getting a real job, leaving home, or graduating college. It could go all the way back to fifth grade when I thought it would be perfectly sensible to bring an attache case to school instead of a backpack.
Or you could argue that chronological age has nothing to do with youth and despite my march through the years I’m still very much a petulant child who throws a hissy fit when the frozen yogurt joint provides the wrong kind of spoons.
I’ve got no idea. But I don’t feel badly about my ascending age. That’s not to say I feel particularly great about it either. Maybe this is has something to do with why I’m really feeling this song.
Still, in the spirit of Happy Birthday wishes, here is a subset of things I am actually happy about (in no particular order).
1) After three years I still have stuff to write about food
2) Being one of the first people to taste Ironweed bourbon
3) My ongoing participation with the Chefs Consortium
4) Promoting delicious dishes on All Over Albany
5) The Facebook War with Breyers continues to get new recruits
6) Despite our busy schedules Mrs. Fussy and I love each other deeply
7) Being on the board of the Jewish foodie temple in the Capital Region
8) Albany finally has a cheese shop
9) The deep fried Buffalo burger at Swifty’s
10) I have a local Trader Joe’s
11) I’m pretty sure Steve Barnes doesn’t hate me anymore
12) My friends in California haven’t forgotten about me
13) My sister made her Kickstarter goal
14) Despite my increasing age, I have healthy, supportive and loving parents
15) Food bloggers make awesome friends
16) Roxbury Farm had a great year filled with wholesome food
17) Cotton gloves have been keeping my hands from bleeding
18) Popping into All Good Bakers for second breakfast
19) Beer flights and grassfed burgers at The City Beer Hall
20) Ric Orlando’s lardo
21) A freezer full of hearts and livers
22) Feeding the children lobster for the first time at home
23) Licking melted butter off my fingers
24) Crisan for those amazing cakes
25) Roederer Estate sparkling wine from our wedding
26) TC Bakery and their Parisian inspired pastries
27) Living so close to the birthplace of Cornelius Applejack
28) Pasta and broth in all of its limitless combinations
29) The Charles F. Lucas Confectionery that’s really a wine & coffee bar
30) DeFazio’s Buffalo chicken pizza
31) I live in a place with decent bagels and bialys
32) Making chicken stock and slowly simmered pots of beans
33) When Facebook rings off the hook with birthday wishes
34) Long lunches
35) Stewart’s Maple Walnut ice cream
37) Thinking about our trip to Paris
38) New people keep coming to the blog, and old readers stick around
39) Slices of New York style pizza
40) Coffee (aka the substance I abuse)