It was a group of seven girls (plus Adam, another one of our floormates, always ready to celebrate!), gathered around a small table.
After the meal, the waiter brought out a scoop of pistachio ice cream with a solitary candle and we all began singing (although the singing quality was doubtful)....
Making our way down main street on the way back from the birthday dinner we all huddled together for warmth.
Simple moments like these are responsible for lasting memories.
