The only redeeming thing about New Year's Eve is that it also happens to be David Forman's birthday. Shane and I took the man himself out for a celebratory dinner at Blue Ribbon in Soho.
Seven Layer put on a fancy shirt and wasn't about to get clam sauce all over it...check him shamelessly sporting the fucking Guinea Bib. Molto bello, fuckhead! (PS - Bonus Points to Grant for an amazing "get a load of this fuggin' guy" face).
I was planning on eating somthing late save room for the food at Lisa's house, but when I saw Chicken Fried Steak on the menu (served w/ 2 eggs and hashbrowns), I couldn't resist. In the words of the illustrious Brian Battjer, Sr. "Eating healthy doesn't make you live longer, it just makes it seem longer."
