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Girlfriends' Guide to Forty: I'll Have the Baba GhaNEWsh

New: adjective
Not existing before; made, introduced, or discovered recently for the first time.

Is it totally cliché to mention that once you have gotten this far in life that new is always better? That new is really like old - aka the younger version of you - and that the idea of new is absolutely sold to us on a daily basis?

Every day we are being bombarded to try new things.

The best part about finally growing up and becoming an adult was that I had free reign over what I was going to do with myself. Every decision made up until this point, regardless of circumstances, was all done by the adult version of me.

I can wear what I want, decorate the house the way that I want. I can even buy a million pairs of shoes and never wear them, if I want.

Where I live, people absolutely freak when a new restaurant comes to town, especially breweries. I mean, how many different kinds of beers are there, really? Ever read those stories how people standing in line for hours just because an In-and-Out Burger came to town? Yeah, it's like that.

For a while now, when I go out to eat, like clockwork, my answer is always the same. I’ll have the chicken quesadilla with green chili on the side.

Now don't get me wrong, I will switch it up dependent on which eatery I go to; but I am pretty sure that the people at Starbucks have my Grande iced coffee with cream and a splash of sugar free vanilla already prepared once they've seen me drive up to the window. In fact, I would not be surprised if bets have been made revolving around the notion that I might try something different. Wait, is it Fall? No pumpkin spice late for me.

It goes like this: It's a Saturday night and I am out with friends. We usually don't go out on Friday's, because we are too tired from the work week. Hey, we're old. I feverishly look at the menu from cover to cover (Cheesecake Factory, I mean, really!?) mulling over my choices and arguing with myself that this time I will be daring and bold and live outside of the proverbial box. This time, I will try something new and different.

"Yeah, the chicken marsala looks pretty good."

"Oooh, I should get the baba ganoush - yummy."

I mean this.

This is what I have waited for my entire life. This is the best part of adulthood, and that’s having the ability to make cool choices about myself, my life, my dinner. 

Hello, my name is Thomas I will be your server for this evening. What can I get you?

"I'll have the chicken quesadilla with green chili on the side, please."

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