07/07/07 by Jess K. '10
Speaking of numbers: the number seven in particular, brought to you by the birthday of a century.
Saturday, 07/07/07, was my birthday! I usually don’t plan anything big in advance for my birthday – no one’s ever around to celebrate, so I got into an early habit of ignoring it. After I turned 7 on 07/07, it seemed like it was just downhill from there. Except I forgot about 07/07/07, which of course translates to THE BIRTHDAY OF THE CENTURY.
(Regardless of your beliefs about the number 7.)
I took this as a challenge to transform those 24 hours into the best ever. Actually, I slept through quite a bit of those 24 hours, but that just makes the time that I was awake that more special, right?
My first thought was to go skydiving. It turns out, though, that you need a reservation in order to go skydiving, and by the time I had actually gotten around to planning out 07/07/07 it was about 11:59 PM on 07/06/07, because I am a baaad baad procrastinator (bad bad bad – don’t do this at home, kids). Then my friend Ashley suggested that I do seven things to commemorate this fortuitous day.
“Like what?” “I dunno, seven.. meaningful things.”
With that helpful advice in mind, I came up with this list:
“No. No, we’re just going backwards. We need something fresh. Something better than before. Something better, stronger… faster. Wait, am I quoting ‘The Six Million Dollar Man’ again? When did that happen?”
Somewhere in between quoting 70s movies and actually discussing what I should do for my birthday, it was decided that I would eat seven different meals at seven new and different places over the course of the day. It would be a momentous undertaking, but I could do it. My stomach was feeling primed and ready.
After all, it was 07/07/07. And if you aren’t celebrating the day of the century with copious amounts of food, you need to rethink your definition of a celebration. So Ashley and I (because you should always bring backup whenever you are attempting a task of this magnitude) thus embarked upon a whirlwind food tour all over the Bay Area. We began with breakfast!
1. Alamo Cafe: breakfast in PJs.
|We thought we’d start small and order from the kids’ menu, but it turned out they were bigger than my face. They were incredibly delicious, but it made me slightly rethink my plan. I’d have to go for smaller portions in order to increase my endurance.|
2. Brass Bear Deli: this would be lunch number one.
|Anyway, whilst eating very intensely garlicky garlic fries and feeling full to the brim with celebratory joy, I started to get a bit nervous. I wasn’t even eating complete meals – they were more like courses, and with much help from Ash – and yet I was beginning to feel my pants stretching, barely halfway through. Luckily I had worn stretchy pants. But there were still three more places to get through, and I began to wish I was skydiving.|
4. Extreme Pizza: we weren’t sure if it was “xtreme pizza” or “extreme pizza”, but luckily, it was the latter, so it worked out. Unluckily, we asked us for one slice and they gave us two. On any other day, it would have been a bonus slice. On this day, it was a death sentence.
6. Fuzio: party on, Wayne!
7. Gelateria Naia: some may say this is not different from Coldstone. I have nothing to say to those people.
Or maybe next time I’ll just go for the skydiving.