I've long held this fantasy of having a fried chicken birthday dinner with friends at Popeyes, but, instead of subjecting my dearest friends to my low-brow whimsies, I decided to have a gathering at Peels instead. It truly was more of a gathering than dinner party—just a few of my closest friends coming to the same place at the same time to share a meal together. Super low-key, but felt nice to be in everyone's company. (I, of course, ordered the fried chicken, as shown above.) Maybe it's a testament to turning 31, but, instead of going out afterwards, I couldn't wait to curl up on the sofa and watch SNL on DVR.