my man turned 24 on wednesday. we celebrated that night with scrubs, knefla and funfetti cake (with homemade almond frosting–forgot the multicolored sprinkles! darn!). it was certainly a party. my grandmother would be proud to know i finally made knefla (a german farm dish: small flour dumplings with cream sauce, homemade croutons and sausage).
it took group effort, but it was utterly wonderful and successful. tummies were full. spirits were high. and my man was beaming for all the facetime moments with the parents singing and of course, the photos. what a trooper. (except, he just looked over my shoulder and shunned me for forgetting those sprinkles:)