Y’all. We made it to July. That means a few things:
1. It’s about to get even hotter in the NOLA.
2. Only 12 more days until On the Run Tour in NOLA.
3. IT’S WHITNEY’S BIRTHDAY MONTH.
And to celebrate my bestest best friend’s day of birth (July 4!), Shandy and I decided to throw her, what I so eloquently called a “Bomb Diggity BBQ.” Don’t ask why, it was the first thing I came up with when I sent the mass text to all of our friends. And because Shandy is involved, you know the food was AMAZING and everything was EXTRA FANCY because she is the hostess with the mostest.
The party planning began with a trip to the grocery store in which I danced in the produce section to “One Night Only” by the Dreamgirls because it played while I searched for limes for my Carefree Summer Sangria. Then we headed home for a night of peeling potatoes (my grandmother would be so proud), deveining shrimp, cutting onions, making sangria and watching the almost boring movie, Ride Along.
At the stoke of midnight, Shandy, Linda (our Muses barbie doll) and I ran upstairs to sing a joyful version of the Miyako birthday song to Whitney. And because we were just pooped, we went to sleep with a somewhat clean kitchen, only to wake up and get to work.
And by get to work, that meant Shandy trying out the not-so-fancy community grill at The Burg. Donned in a blue bandana and lots of matches, it was girl vs. grill out there and Shandy WON. The chicken had a perfect smoky taste intertwined within and it went so well with the baked beans, corn on the cob and my personal potato salad. I was SO NERVOUS people were going to hate my potato salad because y’all know how black people are about potato salad. it’s a serious thing.
Another special moment of the Bomb Diggity BBQ (aside from playing Hip-Hop Dance Experience and dancing to all things ratchet), was Shandy’s made to order beef and shrimp burgers. All I have to say: WATCH OUT COMPANY BURGER. Shandy is like the Bubba Gump of Burgers and was grilling them thangs with onions and bacon, and the shrimp burgers for our resident pescetarian birthday girl, were a perfect Pinterest experiment gone GREAT.
I hope we threw a great party for my bestie because she deserves it and she’s 25. We must all go over the ant hill in a good way.
I leave with some special words from the motherland:
Hold a friend with both of your hands. ~Nigerian Proverb
angie baé baé