I am so amazingly lucky to be surrounded by this group of smart, funny, attractive, ridiculous and fabulous women. To tell the truth, I'm not really a girl's girl. I don't make friends with women that often. And when I do, I'm not crazy close to them. It's an independence thing I guess.
Regardless, this group of women is so amazingly awesome and I am so proud to be able to call myself a part of this circle. I so look forward to our monthly gatherings that I'm thinking they should DEFINITELY be more than monthly. Hell, I'd be thrilled to catch up weekly!
Tonight was a special gathering... it's Anne's birthday! We headed to Camilo's restaurant in Eagle Rock and then to a wine bar next door. The food was excellent, the wine spectacular and the company superb.
How lucky am I?!
Anne is, by far, the nicest person I've ever met on the entire face of the planet. She will go out of her way to help you, just because she knows it will take a load off of your shoulders. She is talented beyond belief. I am super envious of her design skills. Her husband is to die for. She's just all around fantastic and I am thrilled to have her in my life.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANNE!
I wanted to bake for her. We bought her some sort of paper cutter machine (one part because she really wanted it and another part because we knew she'd make fabulous things for us!). But EVERYONE needs a homemade fantastic cake on the birthday!
So I ran home from work and whipped up Martha's Yellow Cake. Yeah, I should have reached for the backup box I have in the pantry because I was SOOOOO far behind schedule, but you can't box it for a birthday! Only from scratch for my besties. Then the Vanilla Bake Shop Buttercream Frosting. YUUUUMMY!
Here came the issue. I was out of time. I iced them before they were cooled. BAAD choice when you've got 4 (count 'em. FOUR) sticks of butter and some sugar that you need to stay in place. I decided to chance it. There was some sliding. Opps. Into the car. MORE sliding. By the time I arrived at the restaurant, there was icing everywhere except where it need to be.... on the cake! The Maitre'D was awesome and said they'd fix it. Apparently, by "fix it" he actually meant that they would put some raspberries on top and call it a day. (at least they matched my cake plate... I appreciate that!)
Whateves. When you've got the most supportive ladies behind you, a hot mess of a cake is more hilarious than disastrous. And it's still delicious!