Tonight, a big ‘ole group of us are celebrating Aunt Chilada’s birthday at eh, Aunt Chiladas. Yup, many of you know I call my friend Angela “Aunt Chilada” so it’s fitting that we’re heading to her namesake for birthday margaritas. After the margs, we’re hitting the dance floor at Rips, a dive bar with an awesome DJ the second Saturday of each month. Last month’s Rip adventure got a little nuts (it started with a Taco Bell robbery, a pit stop at Shady’s for a giant drink, Filibertos twice in one night and a few too many shots), so I’m curious to see where this night goes.
Because Angela’s ringing in her 33rd, it made sense to celebrate double. So, Aunt Chilada and I had a private birthday party earlier this week at Postino. And obviously we cashed in her complimentary dessert. Chocolate covered corn nuts? Yes please.