Yep, I’m another member of the Christmas-season birthday contingent. For my 39th birthday, I’m (a) snowed in, and (b) still recovering from my recent tonsillectomy, so my birthday party is going to consist of pea soup, soy eggnog (dairy isn’t permitted), and–now here’s the real indulgence–raspberry Jello. Good times, eh?
Maybe I should ask chowder to celebrate on my behalf…