As the oldest sibling of four, I had a lot of firsts in my family. First teenager. First driver's license. First to graduate high school, then college. First to get married. And first to turn 21.
I'm not shy about my love of alcoholic beverages. You just have to click over to Fueled by Cocktails or browse my list of cocktail recipes here to know that. My family knows it too & I've been honored to share my passion of a good cocktail with them.
Part of sharing this passion (obsession?) is making sure my brother & two sisters celebrated their 21st birthdays... and this past weekend I checked the third and final sibling off the 21st birthday list.
Jessica: While Jessica was pregnant and/or breastfeeding through both her 21st and 22nd birthday, we finally went out to celebrate on her 23rd. We started at Max's Wine Dive, where we were gifted a half-empty bottle of champagne from the bartender, and had one of my favorite meals ever. We then went to Sixth Street in Austin, where I tried to get her to branch out past cheap beer and tequila. We watched the crowd at Coyote Ugly and had such a fun girls night, just the two of us. (My blog post from her birthday.)
Dana: I think I was planning Dana's 21st birthday way longer than I should admit. We made an all night affair of it, starting with dinner at a fancy restaurant and moving on to Sixth Street (again) during SXSW. We listened to a great 90's alt band, got lost on the dance floor dancing to an extended club version of Gangham Style and ended with amazing street food. (My blog post from her birthday.)
Clark: My baby brother turned 21 this weekend. We celebrated with the entire family at his request, eating his meal of choice: my grandma's chicken fried steak, squash casserole and mashed potatoes. After a few hours of family time, I took Clark over to the Dam Red Barn in Canyon Lake, Texas, at his request. In the warehouse-tunred-bar, we played a really bad game of pool, were given free cans of Mike's Hard Lemonade and drank more cheap beer on the porch while a Stevie Ray cover band played in the corner. We talked & shared stories in a way I haven't had the chance to do with him in a while. (Happy birthday, little brother. I love you.)
I know it's so easy to dismiss 21st birthdays as frivolous and possibly even dangerous affairs... but to me it's an opportunity to celebrate a new stage in life. My whole world opened up when I turned 21, and sharing that experience and feeling with those I love most was really important to me. Each experience perfectly fit each sibling - I made sure of it - and I'm so thankful I was able to keep up with this kind of family tradition through everyone.
And now I just have to wait 17 years for Danzig's turn... If he'll let me.