Babies ‘n Bacon: Tala’s first birthday brunch
If it feels like birthday central around here, that’s because it is. After Mom’s and Marlon’s birthdays, finally, here’s my full report on Tala’s birthday brunch!
As I’ve said, kiddie birthdays here are very low-key. People usually host them at home, with birthday cake and a finger-food buffet that would leave most Filipinos hungry light nibbles—no themes, no magicians, no big deal. Anticipating busy travel and work schedules, Marlon and I decided early on to have the party at a cafe. I got Marlon to approve my birthday brunch idea by adding “bacon” to the name of our party: Babies ‘n Bacon.
On Tala’s birthday, we felt every bit of our DIY European lifestyle as we juggled our morning routine—feeding, playing, changing—with party prep. Marlon was in charge of balloons, blowing them up himself with a tank of helium that he’d lugged home on his bike the night before. (Yes, ganyan talaga dito. Sariling sikap.)
Naturally, I was in charge of dressing the birthday girl. Her comfy bleach-spattered sweatshirt is a custom print job from local Amsterdam label, Believe The Hype. I considered printing “It’s fun to be one,” but it seemed overdone. The sweatshirt went perfectly with funky geometric leggings from my all-time fave googoo&gaga.
Naptime gave me a few minutes to stitch together a quick birthday hairpiece: stars, sequins and the number one, of course.
After Tala’s nap, we walked to our party venue with thirty balloons wildly gyrating in the stiff Amsterdam wind. Not an easy task!
It wasn’t easy to find a party venue, either. I didn’t want anything babyish, as most of our guests would be adults with only a few babies and toddlers. Most of the cafes we looked at didn’t host parties, had very typical (and for me, boring) Dutch lunch options, or wouldn’t allow us to bring in our own birthday cake.
We found a solution within five minutes’ walking distance from home: the bright, friendly, design-y Flinders Cafe.
Image via Flinders Cafe.
Flinders Cafe looks great and has a semi-private space a few steps down from the main dining area, which felt just right for a more intimate gathering.
Image via Flinders Cafe.
The best part about Flinders Cafe: their friendliness and flexibility! After discussing my brunch wishes with the manager, Stijn, they made a simple menu of bacon, scrambled eggs, Dutch cheese and farmer’s bread, yogurt with muesli, mini muffins and the most delicious brownies. They even mixed Bloody Marys for the first time ever, and asked me to taste them before serving them to our guests. In a culture where bend-over-backwards customer service isn’t a strong point, it was such a pleasant surprise.
With the food left to the professionals, we simply had decorate. First to go up was my labor of love: a hand-lettered balloon garland.
We also put up an Instagram wall of Polaroid prints from Tala’s first year of life, printed and delivered by PrintKlub. Easiest decorating idea ever.
What I loved most about Tala’s birthday brunch was celebrating with all the people who have become part of our lives over the past three years. From Marlon’s ex-colleague who drove us home from the hospital, to the photographer-turned-friend who took Tala’s newborn photos, to the mommies I take long strolls with and the babies we cradle on our laps in cafes, our friends are now part of Tala’s life too.
Our guests could have sung “Happy birthday” in seven languages, but we decided to stick to English, Filipino and Dutch. (The Turkish, Spanish, Portuguese and Bulgarian versions will be on the limited edition EP.)
A bit of odd Dutch trivia: the Dutch birthday song has nothing to do with the internationally known tune. It goes:
Lang zal ze leven (3x)
In de Gloria! (3x)
Hieperdipiep… hoera!
and means “Long shall she live in Glory!” Ohhhkaaay. I confess, I mostly nodded and smiled as it was sung. I really need to learn it now.
With some help from Mama and Papa, Tala blew out the candle on her pancake birthday cake. Because it’s not a real brunch without a stack of pancakes…
even if it is a red velvet cake cleverly disguised (by The English Cake Lady) as a stack of pancakes. Yum!
No offense, single people, but the best guests at baby birthday parties are other parents. They just know what to do and how to step in when the host parents are going nuts trying to be in 10 different places at once. Melody took detail shots, her partner Chris helped put up the balloons, Giova took a video of us blowing out the candles, her hubby Juan cut the cake, and Marlon’s colleague Marion ensured that Tala had her first taste of birthday cake (see the resulting sugar rush above). Parents rock.
Loading up the stroller with Tala’s birthday loot. Thank you generous friends!
I can’t believe this only gets more complicated when Tala starts walking and going to school, with goodie bags, games and activities. But that’s for later. For now, I’m going to lean back and consider my mama mission accomplished!
