I have been celebrating my big birthday for over two weeks. A bar hop, a make-up lesson, a cozy cabin stay - I've done a lot of celebrating because I have much I'm grateful for.
The drink that kicked it all off was The Nordic Track at Maria's Packaged Goods and Community Bar. It's gin-based balanced by a sweet liquor and brightened with a slapped sprig of dill. The description read as a drink that I may not like, but I trust the bartenders at this lounge. The drink enlivened me like an everyday polar plunge.
I am celebrating small, seismic shifts. At 29, I was afraid to ride a bike. At 29, I thought only in monuments. At 29, I thought I AM this way or that.
In thirty, I hope to find moments and wee sprigs packed with stinky, energizing essence.
