I hope the lasting memory isn't of me being sick- when will I ever learn.
So out on Friday for a birthday and we were meant to go to Wahaca but thankfully ended up going for a pop up restaurant by the Hackney Dinner Society. Our friend knew one of the chefs and last minute we were invited to join. So once the birthday boy arrived (slightly late) we all went to the local off license got us ourselves some BYO and then on to the restaurant.
We arrived slightly late so missed the first course but thankfully we didn't miss too much and the good food came. I won't go into too much detail but it was all very goods and very funny. Drinks were flowing, emotions were rising, oh and Mr Bean was there too.
After the lovely food and four cans and extra drinks down we went on to a bar. I tried to be sneaky so I took two extra cans into the bar with me and being arrogant and slightly tipsy I opened one in the club. Immediately without taking a sip I was escorted out. Embarrassing and funny to say the least; after some negotiating with the bouncers about how nice I was they stole my two cans and let me back in. Basically one step forward two cans lots (that is the saying, right?).
Ah well the rest of the night involved dancing, drinkingg and being sick in the cab. Happy St Paddys!
Saturday, slightly hungover but still did my Insanity workout. 3 weeks down and my body looks practically the same. I have less of a belly and every day is a struggle but I am enjoying it.
I should blog about something else. Ever week the same story. I got drunk.
If this is getting boring let me know. All my blog readers (I know 3 people who read this)- if you are getting bored let me know.
Until next week. Happy Iranian New Year