sonia's flingo on birthdays
Ok, so...let me think...I think my best birthday party was my thirteenth. I grew up in a very Jewish community, and it sucks royally when everyone around you is having a bar/bat mitzvah and you're not Jewish.
It really, really sucks.
So my solution was to have a sweet thirteenth birthday party that was cooler than a bat mitzvah- I invited only a select few and we went out to tea at the Ritz Carlton. Yeah that's right. The Ritz. In the yuppieness (sp?) I lived in, you could do no better. We all got dressed up in cute dresses and went downtown, had tea and lunch at the Ritz, and the roamed around the adjoined mall for a bit.
The only thing I really remember clearly from that day was that my first cup
of tea was ruined because my friend squeezed a lemon in it and curdled the milk. It was actually quite funny.
That is a picture of the main dining room right there....let me tell you, I have never felt so classy in my whole life.
Ok, so...let me think...I think my best birthday party was my thirteenth. I grew up in a very Jewish community, and it sucks royally when everyone around you is having a bar/bat mitzvah and you're not Jewish.
It really, really sucks.
So my solution was to have a sweet thirteenth birthday party that was cooler than a bat mitzvah- I invited only a select few and we went out to tea at the Ritz Carlton. Yeah that's right. The Ritz. In the yuppieness (sp?) I lived in, you could do no better. We all got dressed up in cute dresses and went downtown, had tea and lunch at the Ritz, and the roamed around the adjoined mall for a bit.
The only thing I really remember clearly from that day was that my first cup
of tea was ruined because my friend squeezed a lemon in it and curdled the milk. It was actually quite funny.That is a picture of the main dining room right there....let me tell you, I have never felt so classy in my whole life.
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