I am very conscious that what was meant to be a diary of things I do with B & E, is swiftly becoming a record of the number of cocktails I have poured down my neck with various friends.
The truth is I have been out more in the first four months of this year than I did in the whole of 2013. A fact that is quite telling in itself. Its also true that my friends have been fantastic insisting I am not alone when the girls are staying at their dads and generally organising it between them to make sure I am having a good as time as is possible. The truth is my bank balance cannot keep up this level of social life, but right now screw-it I need a few giggles in my life.
Also seeing as I have discovered the only diet that has ever worked for me ‘the misery diet’, arranging for me to eat and drink is not really doing me any harm at the moment.
So last week I had a double helping of social activity. Wednesday was spent with the girls at work at Jackson Rye
A great central Soho location, with good everyday food and a great cocktail list (at very reasonable prices considering the location) and super friendly staff.
I stuffed my face with Ham and Eggs and we worked our way through quite a few of the cocktails on the list.
Its nice to go out with the girls from work, they have been such a rock for me – I spend more time with them than anyone else right now, but equally we never really get a chance to talk properly. Also it was quite nice for my life not to dominate the conversation – I could find out what they have been up to, what was going on in their lives and try to be a friend that gives, not just one that takes and takes.
The second night out was with another work friend (but now at a different agency)
She dragged me into Hackney because she had been given a recommendation of a great restaurant (we dressed it up as it is her birthday next week and I can’t go to her party – so this was a little pre-birthday bash – or convenient excuse if you would rather)
Now seeing as I have just discussed how I have been going out (cough) quite a lot recently, Mr Buckleys was a proper treat. The food here is so very very good – and considering my new expert status in restaurant eating that should be seen as a strong recommendation.
It is a bit of a local favourite considering how busy it was when we arrived, but it is clear to see why – the pot of prawns we had to start was mouth wateringly delicious (it will probably contribute to my early death from all the butter but I will die happy), the chicken was a treat and the fudge served with your coffee is the stuff that will definitely have you coming back for more.
We got quite tipsy, in that way that just leaves mini-cab driver looking at you as if you are from another planet, and I went to bed full and very grateful for my life being full of wonderful friends.