To my dear Allan, Happy 26th birthday. I know i was not there when you all went to bed and partied. Like really that sucked.Becasue while you were on leave I was with your kids.But I still love you and i love all the pasta and other stuff that you make which makes me all the more bloated.
And because you let me put all the olives and capers I want in my pasta 🙂
But then again I could care less.