As it was such a nice evening last night, I decided to honour the happy hour at Soho with my presence. I was the first of our gang to arrive around 7pm, and was surprised to see how crowded it was. Hardly anyone was inside, instead everybody was on the street blocking passage for the few innocent tourists. Soon most of the gang arrived and the evening was merry, gay and happy. After a beer or 6 and half a joint, MA, WI, FR and I crossed the street to eat the best food in the world: Turkish pizza with shoarma. With garlic and spicy sauce. Comfort food for the party crowd. After the food we had more beers and I somehow managed to bike home. One of these days I will be stopped by police for drunk biking.
Monday, 14 July 2008
Turkish pizza with shoarma
As it was such a nice evening last night, I decided to honour the happy hour at Soho with my presence. I was the first of our gang to arrive around 7pm, and was surprised to see how crowded it was. Hardly anyone was inside, instead everybody was on the street blocking passage for the few innocent tourists. Soon most of the gang arrived and the evening was merry, gay and happy. After a beer or 6 and half a joint, MA, WI, FR and I crossed the street to eat the best food in the world: Turkish pizza with shoarma. With garlic and spicy sauce. Comfort food for the party crowd. After the food we had more beers and I somehow managed to bike home. One of these days I will be stopped by police for drunk biking.
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