David and Eve invited us down to their home last night for a dinner that was not in honor of Rob’s fortieth birthday. Don and Yan joined us in not celebrating Rob’s birthday, which is on Tuesday, so this could not possibly have been a birthday party.

Eve gave Rob a leather jacket, not for his birthday, of course. Don gave Rob a bottle of wine from his birth year–coincidence, I’m sure.

The meal was lovely, Eve made a Morrocan feast with stuffed eggplant, a rice pilaf with pistachios, a spinach dish which I’ll need to get the recipe for, grilled vegetables and chicken kebabs. It was all delicious.

But had nothing to do with Rob’s birthday. Which is Tuesday.

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