My 25th birthday at a wine bar.

Valerie’s 25th Birthday (Observed)

In which I drunkenly tell you about my 25th birthday.

In continuing with my strive to towards having the best year ever, I just had quite possibly my best birthday ever (even surpassing the infamous 21st birthday party where I got everyone so wasted they were throwing up all over the place).

For my 25th birthday, we went to Parallel 42, a wine bar in Riverside that I heard of through a girl in my magazine writing class who wrote an article on local wine bars. I seriously had the three of the best wines I’ve ever had in my life: prosecco, an ice wine ($15 a glass, but worth it), and something called Rosa Regale which was seriously the sweetest wine in the world! (I like sweet wine, OK?)

The food there was great too, I had some goat cheese in tomato sauce and shrimp wrapped in bacon and they even brought me a pice of chocolate cake (that makes 5 pieces of chocolate cake this week, I can open a bakery in my tummy) that was really good and had fruit on top so it was healthy. It was such a great place and we all had fun.

My 25th birthday at a wine bar.

After everyone else left and the bar was closing, MattyK, his friend Adam, and I went over to the Irish Times and had some beer. Adam then proceeded to barrage us with questions about why we’re not dating and told Matt he had to ask me out this week. Hahah. I drank half of Matt’s Guinness and it actually wasn’t bad because it tastes like black coffee. Can you believe it??? 4 good alcohol experiences in one night! (5 if you count the decent riesling I tasted too).

Anyways, Valerie’s Birthday (observed) was superfantasticallyawesome. And I highly reccomend Parallel 42 if you are in the Riverside area.

I love everyone who came, you guys are the best!

My 25th birthday at a wine bar.

My 25th birthday at a wine bar.

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Hi, I'm Val. I spent most of my 20s in a standstill, unable to pick which path in life I wanted to take. I wanted the nomadic life of a traveler but also wanted the husband, the condo, and the kitten. Unable to decide which life I wanted more, I did nothing. When I turned 30 I’d had enough of putting my life on hold and decided to start “choosing my figs.” So, I quit my job, bought a one-way ticket to Europe, and traveled for three years. Now I'm back in Chicago, decorating my apartment in all the teal, petting my cats, and planning my next adventure.

  • valry
    January 22, 2006at10:55 am

    man i must have been a wee bit drunk.

  • Sid
    January 23, 2006at6:59 am

    next time you come down here you should try the irish carbomb, seeing as you like guinness now

  • valry
    January 23, 2006at2:27 pm

    haha sid, maybe i will. but i might throw it up. you should come to drink wine with us.

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