The good weather continuing. Makes laundry and so many other things a joy.
Finding stuff I need and had thought about rebuying if it didn’t turn up as my nesting continues apace.
Rearranging two shelves and making life a whole lot easier.
Wearing a ten year old silk scarf in a jaunty manner.
The thought that this time next week we’ll be on a ferry to France and the holiday will most definitely have begun. It kicks off when we stop at Karoo for what’s become our traditional pre ferry Big Feed before the ferry port in Rosslare.
We have another evening at Heron and Grey to look forward to. I enjoyed it so much the last time I’m almost afraid it won’t live up to expectations this time.
We started watching Mad Men, having finished The Handmaid’s Tale. I can’t believe I didn’t watch it when it was a current drama. It’s reached a really good bit and I can’t wait to see more.
The Mueller investigation is heating up. My subscription to The New York Times is worth every penny. I cannot wait to see how this mess of a presidency ends. I really hope the plot twist involves Mr. Tangerine Man getting shuffled out of office before he kills us all.
Today I had brunch at Sophie’s, a restaurant in the Dean Hotel. A friend had booked it for a long overdue catch up and it was an excellent choice. There aren’t many places in Dublin with rooftops views, so it was lovely to eat in a place where we could enjoy the view. The food was delicious, and even though the table was only available for an hour and a half we didn’t feel rushed. In fact, we ended up snagging a table outside and availing of the sunshine and chatting over a bottle of prosecco. It had been a long time since the three of us had met so we had a lot to catch up on. I will definitely be back, for food and drinks, as it was good value for money and a nice central spot.
We are married for six years now. It feels like we only got married a year ago, which I am assured is a very good thing indeed. We went to see a play and had dinner, which is exactly what we did last year to celebrate. This year we ate in the same place, but it has changed hands, for the better it turns out. We thoroughly enjoyed our second visit to Mr. Fox, the pre-theatre menu is great value and we had the same wine as last time.
The play this year was Private Lives, which is about two couples on honeymoon. This day six years ago I was packing for our honeymoon and I am extremely grateful our Private Lives haven’t turned out anywhere near as complicated as those of the characters created by Coward.
This weekend we tried two new places to eat, which are right beside each other and both of which we’re planning to return to as soon as possible. On Friday, I met a friend at El Celler in Blackrock Market. We don’t see each other that much so needless to say we had a lot of catching up to do. The food and drinks were fabulous, and the setting is so cosy and friendly you can stay for hours, which we did. I can highly recommend the cava and the garlic prawns.
I returned to El Celler the next night as I had booked my husband a particularly special dinner in honour of his birthday. Months before, on the day it was awarded a Michelin star, I had e-mailed Heron and Grey to book a spot in their tiny restaurant. I had kept it a surprise until the day before and it was worth waiting for.
We had a quick drink in El Celler as they are very close by each other, then on to the main event. Heron and Grey only serve one set menu and we decided to push the boat out and go for the wines to match. I mean, how often are you going to eat and drink like that? Every course was a surprise and a delight. We loved the informal chat about the food and wines. We’ve been to several other Michelin star restaurants before and the atmosphere here wins hands down-just the right side of casual without being too irritating.
I’m still thinking about the fishy dish with a foam and himself could eat a plate of the cracker with sea foam on top. We’re planning a return visit, and it is probably among the best value for money place we’ve eaten.
Having a half day off work and being able to dine out for a birthday midweek (which never happens when I’m in work).
Going for my fitness assessment update in the gym and finding out I’ve lost five and a quarter inches. New gym shoes here I come.
The anticipation of a busy weekend of meeting old friends and new ones. I’m never out on a Friday and Saturday night. I think I’ll be having an early night on Sunday.
An empty laundry basket thanks to the sunshine and juggling of clothes inside and out.
Trying something new and a little scary and finding out its actually fun and exciting.
We tried two new things on Saturday, which was our proper Valentine’s Day because I had The Longest Working Week ever. The combination of a lot of hours in the office and the tail end of a bad cold wasn’t the best. Thankfully we had the anticipation of a nice date night to keep me going.
We had been to the former eatery that was the Hot Stove several times. Our last meal there had been pleasant but not especially memorable. I read a review of the new iteration some weeks ago and it prompted me to book a table before we went to the theatre. Mr. Fox was really enjoyable and the food was far better than we’d expected. The wine is decanted from casks into nice chunky bottles which suits my zero waste leanings. The food was delicious and we treated ourselves to oysters before our starters. I’ll be trying the deer tartare if I get the chance again.
After this lovely meal, we went to see Jacques Brel Is Alive And Well And Living In Paris in the Gate. I’m not quite sure what I was expecting but I wouldn’t rush back. The singing was good but it wasn’t something we’d rave about. However, a night at the theatre is always a good time and we’re already planning our return to see a Noel Coward play.