the teen years: v. 1.5

that's right folks.  15 years old.  hard to imagine that in 3 (short) years this little guy young man will be old enough to vote, have his own place, and be considered a full-fledged adult.  gah!

it's a little weird to think about, but it's true.  

of course, only the coolest of 15 year olds would choose one of the hippest places in town to have their birthday dinners.  that's right.  it was happy birthday dinner at the happy dog.  you can't beat a 1/4 lb. all beef hot dog with customized toppings (who else would like to try a hot dog topped with peanut butter, cheese, bacon marmalade and onion?  anyone??).

and for dessert?  no, not cake.  or cupcakes.


birthday doughnuts for dessert was specifically requested (that maple bar looks like it could catch on fire at any given moment), and i believe, thoroughly enjoyed.

happy birthday, buddy! 


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