dave’s birthday…i will remember this as the day that i threw up every hour, on the hour, from 1-5 am. yeah, vomit party. well i guess that’s how you know i had an amazing time.
first we started in tomales bay for an oyster feast. mariah cooked up a delicious mussel stew made with white wine and garlic while dave q’d some seriously ginormous oysters on the grill. i have to say that i’m officially an oyster convert. it only took me 29 years, but i’m hooked.
after glutting ourselves on seafood, we took a short jaunt to bolinas and met up with jeffrey. never having been to bolinas and not knowing much about the place, jeffrey gave me a little history lesson on some of the more infamous happenings in town. here’s the abridged version- near-death beatings, child-hostage situations, and murder shacks. bolinas, who knew??
a bunch of stuff happened after this like singing, wrestling, teetertottering, and bonfiring on a deserted beach till the early morn, but i stopped taking pictures because i was just plain wasted. i think jesse managed to take some.
by the way, my camera died after this party.
is there a cigarette butt in that portabello mushroom?!