It's been a long time since we saw Alex and John. Blog readers will recall that we met them on Bill's birthday at the cigar bar on top of Boisdale restaurant. We saw them a few times after that but not since we moved to London. Last night we remedied that with dinner, some New Orleans jazz, and a cigar.
Bill and John
This is our waitress Ksenja. She knew how to work the table.
The restaurant was busy with two large parties so our service was a little delayed. In between the starter and the main we went up to the cigar terrace to make sure the boys got their stogies in before it closed at 11:00. The nonsmokers had a very animated conversation about black pudding and how Stornaway was the best.
While the smokers had an ash contest. Alex won.
Back at the table for some food and jazz.
And dancing! We were right next to the little patch of dance floor.
This is me trying to act oblivious/casual so Bill can get his booty shot.
Eventually we were overcome by the music and had to partake!
We actually did get up and dance the last song before we left.
A fun night in Belgravia.
1 comment:
I can see why Bill wanted a booty shot. I can also see why she's wearing that amazing dress. Impressive.
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