There was a time, not too long ago, when birthday’s freaked me out. The aging thing. My response was to spend my birthdays pretty much alone, at home, reflecting. I tended to partner these bouts of melancholy with vintage port. I could usually get through Godfather 1 and 2 and a good bottle of Warres or Fonseca and the dreaded day would be over.
Things have changed. I don’t mind birthday’s nearly as much. However, I do still indulge myself. But I think it’s time to come out of the closet. That is, it’s time to admit to my favorite birthday meal. I do this only to encourage others self-described "gourmands" to admit to their more pedestrian indulgences. If we, who occasionally really "eat down" don’t speak up, that pang of guilt we harbor will just stay with us.
So, here it is my birthday meal confession.
My family always gets me whatever I want on my birthday. And I tend to choose the same thing every year
1. Buffalo Wings: They have to be the kind that are fried where the skin gets a touch crispy, even after they have been dipped in their tomato and vinegar based sauce. No too spicy, but spicy enough to bring you to that point just before you break a sweat.
2. Safeway Chocolate Layer Cake. Yes, that stuff. The stuff where they make the frosting out of lard, sugar and some type of chocolaty flavoring. The kind where the icing gets hard i the fridge. The texture of the frosting on the outside needs to have just smallest bit of granularity to it.
3. Campbell’s NV Tokay. A great Aussie Sweety to wash it all down. Just enough acidity to carve a path down my throat for the cake.
Not the most inspired combination, I admit. But it is my birthday comfort food. And I’m proud to say I can admit it. Come on now…all you closeted comfort food junkies who also live in the gourmet world..it’s ok. You can admit it.