Oh Frabjous Day!

Marks the 43rd year I've graced the planet with my presence.

No doubt this revelation has caused some of you to faint. It's understandable. My great physical beauty, lithe grace and perfect complexion are clearly those of a younger man. My secret, as far as you know, is clean living.

We may define “clean living” differently, of course.

So what did I do on my birthday? Apart from the gifts I received, it was like most other days. I went to work, I ran a few errands, and I cooked dinner. It was distinct in that I made a run to Rare Cuts and stopped off for a bottle at Hopper's Carte des Vins , but otherwise it was an ordinary day.

My wife and my mother had been asking me for a month or so whether I wanted to go out to dinner for my birthday. I demurred. I love going out to eat, which is good, since it's sort of a prerequisite for this gig, but I figured that I'd be more comfortable and happy cooking something at home rather than wrangling our two kids (and our parents) at a restaurant.

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