Yes, when I ventured into the grocery store to buy balloons for the birthday party, the florist kindly asked “oh how old is your little boy?” to which I replied “he’s turning 27″…haha! Oh yes, Jeff went on and on about how I never make a big deal about “his” day so I went above and beyond this year to show him just how loved he really is.
He wanted a gourmet hot dog bar and ladies and gentlemen, that is what we delivered. We stocked up on all the party goods for two weeks leading up to Saturday’s festivities and I stayed up to the wee hours Friday night making sure everything would be ready for our shindig. Someone was looking out for us as we had perfect cookout weather on Saturday–70 degrees and sunny skies!
That morning, I made sure to finish tying all the utensil sets up, putting together the mason jar tags for each sauce and topping, picking up fresh tulips, and making kraft paper cones for our sweet potato fries. Here are some pictures of our spread: