Back from a brilliantly wonderful dinner at Ruth's Chris Woodland Hills with the Saitaman gals, Karen (mom, Sami and Sarah. I didn't think it was quite up to Beverly Hills, but the difference is so minor as to not be worth mentioning. And yet, I mentioned it. Go know. I had a salad and my New York steak. We all shared the lobster mac-and-cheese and lyonnaise potatoes, all incredible. They brought Karen and I birthday desserts - some sort of cheesecake thing, very small. Karen's birthday was two days after mine. We all laughed and laughed and just when we thought we could laugh no more, we laughed again. I am so full right now it isn't even funny. And yet, I laughed again.