So, why was this evening so special? Well it started as most Fridays my end do, me getting on a bus leaving plenty of time and realising its never enough. The drama that unfolded as the bus driver negotiated the stage that is London on a Friday rush hour was captivating; it deserves its own blog, but I don't have the time to write it now. But as the show drew to a close, it was apparent that yet again it had over run and I was late for the 'date' and had to march swiftly down the Oxford road, dodging and darting my way through the endless stream of people that were also journeying to their destination. In fact the soap opera journey had played into my hand, as Julia and Dave had done most of the queuing, and all I had to do was drink a welcomed glass of what I though was wine. Half a glass later I plucked up the courage to question to grape and its origin, only to be reminded that it was off course sherry in my glass. This explained much of the taste combinations that were rolling across my tongue, and in fact the second half of the glass was by far the best :).
|Confusion over what this was..... it was the totilla, tasted amazeballs (its in the dictionary now so heck I am using it as a word)|
- Bread and oil to start
- Ham Croquettes
- Prawn and pepper totilla
- Potatas Gambas
- Grilled quail
- Something in spanish that I could not pronounce
- fennel and tomato salad with radish
|The unpronounceable dish of deliciousness|
fund my expensive habits, and we deiced next weeks destination would be centered much more around Canary Warf!! Ha ha! Dave foolishly left me and Julia alone to go to the loo, and we decided to play a mean trick on him, as he gets embarrassed easily, and so we would pretend to put our legs behind our heads as he was returning to the table. The only flaw in our mighty plan was that pretending to do this, actually looks a lot more like actually doing it and resulting in a red faced Dave and whoops and cheers from some of the surrounding tables, which Julia and I realised was because we were both wearing skirts. Ah well, no serious harm done.
|If your going to make huge M an M's, I a going to try and lick them|
4 plates down 76 to go and I can't wait for the next one......