Kate turned 17 yesterday, and since I’ve known her, we’ve sort of had a sushi tradition celebrating the occasion. Jay, me, Kate, and her chic friend Charlie have enjoyed sushi together at probably half a dozen sushi bars all told. (Sometimes, we’ve cheated and gone when it wasn’t Kate’s birthday.)
This is Miss Kate and her Dad Jay at Sushi Thai in Cary. Oh, the Dragon Roll. Several helpings of that one, please. And Charlie, that girl fell in love on the spot with their edamame. “Best she’s ever had,” she insisted. Several helpings of that too, please.
It’s gracious of Kate to let me join her birthday celebration, and I’m honored each time she shares it with me. =o)
I am I think. I think I am. 