Birthday Celebration!

Saturday we celebrated my birthday! I made reservations at Cafe Mum's in San Francisco. All you can eat japanese shabu shabu, is always good, but all you can drink beer and sake sealed the deal. Afterwards, I made plans to go to medjool, a bar / restaraunt in the mission that also has a outdoor sky lounge on the roof for those who couldn't make dinner. We had a blast at cafe mum's, beer and sake bombs were done not only by us, but with people that were sitting at the table next to us. A couple of people never had shabu shabu before, so I had to show them how to do it.

1. Take the vegetables (Mushrooms, lettuce, spinach) and noodles and throw it in the pot.


2. Bring pot to a slow boil


3. Pick up thinly sliced ribeye with chopsticks and place in pot.


4. Use your chopstick-fu to defend your meat from rogue meat thieving chopsticks.


5. Retrieve meat from pot and dip in one of two sauces provided. A ponzo type sauce, or a peanut type sauce (sauce and meat on the left)


6. Eat meat and then take a cup full of sake and hold over cup of beer


7. Scream "I say sake, you say bomb! Sake! Bomb! Sake! Bomb!" then drop cup of sake in cup of beer and down your sake bomb.


8. Stare at amazement that you just downed a whole cup of beer and sake at once.


9. Convince your friends that doing sake bombs are fun.








We made it look so fun, the people from the table next to us wanted to have as much fun as we did..


So they decided to join us for a toast.





Afterwards, we stumbled(Ok, really it was just me) out to the car and headed to medjool in the mission. I did a shot of kamakazi which put me from being very buzzed to drunk. Then somebody bought me a AMF (Adios Mother Fucker) which put me from drunk to very drunk. At that point it was time to go home since I had crossed the threshold from being drunk to feeling a bit sick. I made it home without puking, drank lots of water, and went to bed.

Special thanks to Dani and Ryan who made it all the way from San Jose to join me, and for driving us to medjool and back!

Next thing I knew my phone rings at 8am.
Groggily I answer "Hello?"
Other person on the end of the phone in voice of disbelief, "What? You're still asleep? You're supposed to be at my house by now! I'm coming to pick you up now!"

Ugh, I forgot that I was going to the 24 hours of Lemons to observe with my friend Allen. Of all the days I scheduled things. I drag myself outta bed, drink some more water hoping it'll quell the storm in my stomache and head for the shower.

24 hours of Lemons coming up next.