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.
Last night we went to see The Heiress. I haven’t read the book on which it is based, but the play was extremely enjoyable. I love live theatre and I’m already looking forward to next month when we’ll be back to see Jacques Brel is Alive and Well and Living in Paris, about which I know nothing. We ate beforehand in one of our favourite spots, Hop House. I love the food there, but be under no illusions, it isn’t for a fancy meal one goes here. I have Washington Square on my list of Books I Want To Get Around to Reading This Year list. One of my resolutions is to use my fantastic local library more and expand my reading.
I met a friend for lunch in Bear today. It’s my second visit, the first being the last time we ate there some months ago. I’m being thoughtful about my food choices these days so I had a chicken salad and stuck to water. I’m not sure I’d have enjoyed my salad without the chicken (which I had as an optional extra). It was a large portion and wouldn’t have been as interesting without the meat. I’m a carnivore, but I love salads. This one was nice, but a little bland. I’m also not terribly keen on the high stools and tables but the atmosphere is really pleasant for lunch. And a nice hour catching up with a friend is always a recipe for enjoying yourself.
Last night I had a great evening of eating, drinking and chatting with friends. I had found it a little difficult to get a reservation, so we ended up eating in San Lorenzo’s. I’ve eaten here a couple of times before, and on the last occasion I had brunch and then we decided to split a slice of cheesecake. I am not a fan of cheesecake-I like my cream cheese on bagels, with or without smoked salmon, but definitely not whipped with gelatine and/or baked into a sugary dessert. However, the Nutella cheesecake I split over brunch with one of my very best friends was delicious.
Amazingly delicious, so much so that when we had already eaten starters and main courses last night, I waxed lyrical about this cheesecake so much I talked the others around to splitting one slice between the three of us. It’s a very rich dessert and we had Irish coffees too, so one slice was more than enough. But it was as delicious as I remembered, maybe even more so because I had the delight of expectation to add to the deliciousness. If you’re going there, have the cheesecake, even if you don’t like cheesecake.
It isn’t often I’m out two nights in a row these days. I’m as happy watching TV while doing the ironing sometimes. I am looking forward to another dinner out with friends tonight though, even if it’s a different restaurant that doesn’t have Nutella cheesecake on the menu.