Last night we found ourselves at a good friend's birthday party.  Tom celebrated his 27th birthday party at Joe's Crab Shack.  We were pretty nervous that it would just be another "Happy Birthday"-type song and some candles, but they really let him celebrate it in style.  They gave him some fairy-wings and he brought the pixie dust, and before long, we're all singing "Happy Birthday" while he's flying about the room spreading sprinkles and crabsauce.  Well flying might be a strong word, he maintained a little dignity and walked about.  You couldn't blame the guy, the wait-staff can be very persuasive. 


Tom about the shack...