It was my birthday a couple of weeks ago, and a few things came together: I turned a prime number, I discovered pan bagnat, and my friends lost the Hood to Coast lottery this year so people were actually free to celebrate.
So, to the beach! Ever since we discovered this beach last Spring it is the only place I want to go on the Oregon coast. At least for day trips, since there is no food and nowhere to sleep. But that's where the pan bagnat comes in. The French set your expectations low with this "wet bread" sandwich, but a cooler full of these and some chips and sandy grapes is really the perfect picnic.
According to the weather channel, for my birthday the beach gave us one shining day of windless sun snuggled between several cloudy ones. (Thanks, beach.)
There was some surfing (Shaggy said for my birthday I could see him in a wetsuit; thanks, honey!), some splashing, several toddlers and a baby, a made-from-scratch brownie with a gigantic singing candle in it (thanks, Mom!), and Charlie built a tunnel to somewhere fantastic.
Emily even took some pictures where I was in front of the camera. (Thanks, Emily!)
Also, if you know my mom, you know that there was WAY more than one brownie. There were brownies for days. The last of them ended up in a batch of homemade vanilla brownie chunk ice cream, and they went out in a blaze of deliciousness.
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