As commercialised as this day was, we did a low key celebration by going into Central London for a nice meal on Saturday night. It was a rainy Saturday which wasn't great but hey, nothing's gonna stop us from our meal which K booked weeks in advance. It was said that he tried looking for a "very good deal" online, which was this restaurant and club in the heart of Soho. The menu was a fusion of east meets west, so there were Japanese items as well as western food such as rump steak and salads.
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| Having mango and passion fruit cheese cake for dessert |
The menu we booked was a four course and a cocktail so it was pretty easy choosing what we wanted. I have to say that because most of the diners were there having a pre clubbing dinner; most of the ladies were dressed to impress - high heels, skimpy dresses and (very) thick make up. Are they not cold? I wondered.. I soon got more self conscious as the night progressed. I was covered from head to toe - it's still winter afterall! We both agreed that the food was not bad, considering some of the unkind reviews. However we too agreed, we probably won't go back again soon. It does make sense to have dinner here and then adjourn to the club later. In case you are still wondering, no we didn't check out the club, although it would have been interesting to just have a peek!
After dinner it was still drizzling. Cold and miserable weather, we thought we'd be brave and walk around Piccadilly Circus but alas the cold got to us and we only managed a quick round inside Japan Centre before getting stuck as to where we could go. We walked past Chinatown and saw the huge lanterns; it's funny to see so many Westerners taking selfies trying to get the lanterns in the background. We sauntered into one of the Chinese bakeries and bought two big swiss roll slices for breakfast tomorrow (oh yes it's always about food).
It was 930pm and we had no idea where to go in this rain. Shops were closed this time, and to go into a dessert place didn't sound feasible as we were still so full from dinner. The only places opened at this time are honestly, pubs and bars. We soon found ourselves walking towards Charing Cross station and laughed at how boring we have become. 930pm and heading home?! Suddenly K had an idea and said he would bring me to The Savoy for a drink, as he was there with his friends a couple of months ago and the ambience was lovely. He was sure I would like it. Hellooo.. this is The Savoy we are talking about. Even without seeing the place, I was already sure I would like it lol Yay to spontaneous ideas, let's go my love!
When we stepped in the hotel, wow it was a stark contrast to the patrons at our dinner restaurant. People here were dressed up too, but in a more classy manner. Suddenly we felt the posh-ness that surrounded us. Even K morphed and spoke to me in a very posh English accent just for laughs "Shall we adjourn to the foyer for some tea, my dear?" This guy sometimes breaks into a posh English accent and cracks me up.
"Very well, my dear."
We asked for a table for two at the Thames Foyer, and the lovely waitresses asked us to wait for a few minutes. Now it has to be mentioned that when K was here with his friends, one of them was wearing trainers. And you have to know places like The Ritz cannot admit you if you are wearing trainers, or what they term "inappropriate footwear". So for some reason their group of guys were ushered to the bar (in K's words, "the bar behind, in the darker area") and they somewhat thought they were relegated there due to their friend's inappropriate footwear. K was duly disappointed and said to me "let's see where they seat us tonight!" I looked at his smile when we had a table in the Thames Foyer and could see his imaginary fist pump.
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| While waiting for our table |
The waitress was so friendly and kind - we were cold and told her we wanted to have tea and she recommended us their popular rose buds tea. I ordered a pot of lychee black tea and after serving us she said she could change the flavour for us if we didn't like it.
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| The beautiful Thames Foyer |
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| They gave us some complimentary cookies too |
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| Smelling his rose buds tea |
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| In the end I requested to change mine to the rose buds tea too |
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| Look at all the rose buds in my pot. It was really fragrant. |
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| We admired this view and chatted for over an hour before taking the train back home |
It was a lovely evening, thank you my dear.
For Sunday night dinner, I told him I would cook him one of his favourite dishes. Time to go back to our Asian roots: Mee Goreng! :)
I do realise that all my posts of late revolve around food!
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