My dear baby brother is getting old and we went out to dinner for his birthday this weekend. He picked the Chart House in Philly. I’m still drowning in butter even now.
I had one of their fall specials, the mahi in Marsala brown butter with roasted squash and mushrooms. Yum!
We also shared a dessert that everyone loved and I only found just ok. It’s not the dessert though – it’s me. I think I’m losing my sweet tooth!
Anyway, happy birthday, bro. We may have opposite tastes in food, activities, politics, and, well, everything else – but I’m glad we’re family. Most of the time. 😉