So, time’s winged chariot duly rumbled past last Wednesday and added another year to my age, putting me indisputably past the halfway mark of my three score and ten.
We ended up going to the Harbour Lights to see Quantum of Solace, mainly because it meant we’d have a fighting chance of staying awake; the
Picked the lad up after the film, fed him and waited for our babysitter. Not only had we gone to the cinema (!), but we were also going out to a restaurant sans-
We’d decided to go to Zen (japanese place that
Part two of the birthday bits was today, with a selection of the usual sorts descending on us for Sunday brunch. Cooked Mexican, just as last year, but scaled down both the variety and the quantities, as follows:
- Huevos Revueltos con Chorizo
- Frijoles
- Salsa Verde
- Pico de Gallo
- Guacamole
- Tortillas
We still had food left over (mainly guacamole, since I’d not been able to pass up the chance to buy ripe Hass avocados at three for GBP1), but of manageable proportions. We also had a large platter of fruit (principally pineapple, papaya and lime), cocktails (pisco sours, tequila sunrises, bloody marys) and a regularly replenished supply of cafe de olla. I’ll certainly make the cafe de olla again. Best of all, we managed to keep the
We really ought to hold brunches at ours more often…