When the good life hits home: UPDATED WITH PHOTOS!!!
First stop was her friend's house, where the huge stretch limo was to pick up all the kids. The limo ride was quite eventful, with lots of waving and changing of DVDs and drinking soft drinks, etc. They loved it. It was a white stretch and the Girl said she felt like she was getting married.
Then they arrived at this restaurant, where they had a huge dinner. If you've never eaten at Fire + ICE (and I haven't, despite the fact that both of my children have...), it's quite an event, especially for kids. The restaurant, according to the Girl, was filled with teenagers in groups. She ran into a bunch of kids she knew, including friends of the Boy, kids from camp, and kids from middle school as well as the high school. The restaurant seems to be the hip place to go out to eat fopr high school kids. Who knew?
Check out the 'menu'. This is the perfect restaurant experience for kids with rather developed palates, but without the sophistication to order from a gourmet menu. The Girl choose a lot of veggies, some chicken, a teriyaki sauce, and ate with gusto. She loved it. She can be a picky eater, so having only the things that she likes on her plate really went down well with her. They had a cake for dessert, and she said she had some kind of virgin pina colada drink with fresh strawberries. Sounded great to me.
The evening was marred by a single patron who was disgusted with all the young adults there and made her disgust well known. She actually punched one of the girls, and called the Girl a bitch. The birthday girl's mom complained to the management because this woman was being very unpleasant and she was unceremoniously tossed from the restaurant.
The limo came and picked them up and drove them back to the friend's house, where they got rides home from a few parents. She was back minutes before midnight and so filled with stories about who she saw and who she met. It was like spending 5 minutes with a non-stoned Paris Hilton. I'm so glad she had so much fun.
While she was gone, the Boy and I made fudge. That was fun too, but really, her night sounded a lot better than ours.
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