Meat Night

My girlfriends and I have decided that our regular dinner meetings should no longer be refered to as "Girl's Night" or "Girl's Limes" (gotta thank Kel for infiltrating the Trinidad slang into our regular vocabulary). No, rather, we should use a much more descriptive and practical term: Meat Night.

This Thursday we had the Meat Night of All Meat Nights at Brazilian skewer place, a surprise dinner for Kristine's birthday. The atmosphere at the place is pretty energetic, if not romantic, overlooking Kobe pier with large windows, polished wood floors and beautiful, wrought-iron chandeliers peering down upon the giant Brazilian flag on the wall. Love it.

Dinner was a blast. Lena and Heather prepared a little song for Kristine and we all serenaded her with a little birthday song/dance/cheer at the end of the night.