Post-Birthday Post

Yesterday was my mom’s birthday.  I can’t think of anyone more deserving of a day that’s all about them 🙂  Although something tells me she didn’t let it be all about her, considering she agreed to work on a few clients (she’s a massage therapist!) on her own birthday!  <—- proof of her selflessness. 

 Do we look alike?

She passed on the freckles, but certainly not the tan complexion.

Thanks a lot, Mom.

She requested that we have breakfast at Chautauqua Park in Boulder and it couldn’t have been a more beautiful morning for eating breakfast out on the patio right next to the mountains.

Fact: Chautauqua is such a difficult word to spell.  I pride myself on knowing how to do it.

Fact: I’m totally smitten with Boulder in the summer 🙂

After I sat at the table by myself for 20 minutes (read: my family has the inability to be on time for ANYTHING), we ordered and the birthday girl opened her presents while we waited for our food.

   

I’m totally distracted right now by the faces my sister is making.

And the fact that she’s filing her nails in this picture.

Because who doesn’t like giving away pictures of themselves as presents?

In addition to my narcissistic gift (just kidding, I swear she asked for that picture), my sister, Joey (who was there in spirit), and I also got her tickets to the Shakespeare Festival.  Romeo and Juliet, here we come!

And because this is a food blog after all…

Boulder Omelet, home fries, whole wheat toast.

Goat cheese!

I sometimes find veggie omelets to be a bit bland but thanks to the goat cheese I’m guessing, this one was pretty flavorful. 

Fact: You go to the Chautauqua Dining Hall for the patio seating and gorgeous scenery, more than you go for the food.

I made the mistake of telling the waiter it was my mom’s birthday and he brought out cake.  At 10 AM.

Flourless chocolate cake with what I assume was whipped cream and a raspberry jam of sorts.

 

“Awwww.”

And no visit to Chautauqua is complete without a stroll through the grounds.

Itty bitty strawberries, anyone?

Of course my dad has to play with the water spout on this rock. <—– what a boy!

Coolest street name ever?

 

And then I went home and made this fluorescent pesto.

But that’s neither here nor there.

Here’s to hoping my mom enjoyed her birthday as much as I did! 🙂

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What did you do for your last birthday?

Do you have a park like this in your hometown?  There’s also a concert hall at Chautauqua and my parents once saw a bear there!