For breakfast, a chocolate croissant. These came from Trader Joe’s and had to sit out overnight to proof. They were good. Really good.The baking instructions amused me. It reads, “You will be astounded by how much these grow!” Just to be on the safe side, The Belgian Wonder left a really big space between each croissant, because that warning made it sound like they were going to triple in size. At breakfast, I asked him if he was astounded. He was not. Well, he wasn’t astounded by how much they grew. We all agreed, however, that we were astounded by the taste.Met friends here for lunch.The three of us shared this.The three of us.Stopped by here, because no birthday is complete without a little treasure hunt. Turned up a nice Lands End beach bag, which I forgot to photograph, but looks something like the medium-sized navy-trimmed one on this page. Happy birthday to me!Ended the day with dinner here. The whole family went. It was the first time the kids had ever been there. Two of them ordered–what else?–macaroni.I also climbed on a step-climber for 30 minutes in a desperate attempt to offset the massive amounts of calories consumed.We now conclude this pictorial summary of my narcissistic birthday post.My gift to you on my birthday is the knowledge of these Trader Joe’s croissants. They’re in the freezer section, four to a box.Be astounded.