...to me. To celebrate, here's a recent photo.
Update: Although most of the events of the day revolved around my wife's grandmother's funeral, my lovely wife and I managed to get out late yesterday evening for a quick commemoration. I don't know Orlando at all, and things have changed since my wife lived here. However, by incredible good fortune we stumbled across the swankiest spot in town last night. It was an upscale Asian eatery called The Lemongrass Bistro, which advertised live jazz on its marquee. Inside we were greeted and seated near the bar, and served by an enthusiastic, bespectacled young woman named Elizabeth. We enjoyed drinks -- Wild Turkey for me, a glass of wine for my wife -- cappucino and dessert. Elizabeth cheerfully approved of each of our choices and told us with pride how she was finally able to get the cappucino machine to froth milk properly. The entertainment was excellent; a very talented young singer performed, accompanying herself on a black Fender Telecaster. It was a very relaxing and ritzy occasion, and a perfect way to celebrate. We felt very lucky to have discovered such a swank venue for our date in the midst of a strange city.
Update 2: Many thanks to Jeff Cooper (who's been blogging up a storm lately) and Jaquandor for the birthday wishes!