Laura finished day 1 of her comps today, so we were slumming it at Red Robin for dinner. 3 tables had birthdays in the time we were there, as evidenced by the gathering of the entire wait staff clapping and singing… 3 times.
Not nearly enough.
Enter Operation Birthday Bash. We shall make a field trip to Red Robin. We shall make a staggered entry and sit as separate couples and groups. We shall recruit acquaintances/co-workers/professors and their children so we’re not a conspicuous influx of 20-somethings all eating Red Robin on the same night.
And, of course, there will be a birthday at every table. And the wait staff will sing and clap. Over and over. It will be the happiest birthdayest night in the history of Red Robin.