by Nick Curran

Yesterday was my birthday, or as we like to call it, Cinco de Nico. Amy threw a fantastic “surprise” party for me at Conga Latin Bistro in Northeast Minneapolis. OK, so I wasn’t exactly surprised (acting very suspicious and excitable in the weeks and days up to one’s birthday tends to be a giveaway), but I couldn’t have enjoyed anything more nor have been more touched. There’s nothing better than an evening out with Amy and all of my friends except for maybe having them all sing to me. Yes, I like my birthday.