The Perfect Bug

Today was a triple celebration dinner at our house for Hubby Tony's birthday, Son Donald's birthday, and Father's Day. One of Donald's friends also has a birthday in June. He doesn't have any family in town, so Donald asked if we could include him. We agreed.

It's turned into a joke that Donald always requests fried rice for his birthday meal. I am always happy to oblige with such an easy entree, but this year I also added a big bowl of stir fried Napa cabbage with oyster sauce. Tony bought a cake from a local bakery for dessert.

Donald showed up early to help us cook. So as to not make his friend feel bad we gave Donald his present before Friend arrived, and he gave one to Tony. However, there was also an after-dinner surprise for both young men.

Earlier in the week Tony and I were out shopping. In a local chocolatier we found a basket of large molded milk chocolate cicadas. Each four-inch piece was covered in edible iridescent glitter (except for the eyes, which sported a coat of red).

The big periodical cicada infestation is just about over, but we decided to buy one for Donald and Friend as a joke. As Tony served dessert he included the cellophane wrapped chocolates. 

As a group, we decided that these insects were much better than the real thing.

Five years ago today: Happy Fathers Day