And then the day changed
Well I wasn't having a particularly good day when two events changed all that. One, I had a fit guy chat me up at the gym. Actually, he gave me a one on one spin lesson. I was in the spin room and he came in because he had a class in 3/4 of an hour. He started chatting to me, I asked him about his class, and he gave me an "example". It kicked my ass! A good thing. Then he started chatting to me about, well, things. Living, working in London, where I am from, etc. In other words, the things you talk about on dates. We chatted for a good while, smiling and joking. Yes, the flirt. Now this guy is English. In my experience, they are reserved and expect us to do the aggresive foundation work. I won't assume he is interested in me (newly single me) but I think there is a chance. Anyway, it was unexpected fun.
Two, went to dinner with Reena at a place I pulled out of a hat, and it was a stunning experience. I plan on going back many times and I have never said that about an eatery in London. I will have a review on it at www.hollygolondon.com, but for now, Run, Don't Skip, to Food@theMuse in notting hill.
Reena and I had a lovely time getting to know each other better. We had not seen each other in 3 weeks, and when we went to the Rhone Valley, it was the first time we met. It was so nice to go to dinner and drinks with a smart, sweet, funny, well rounded woman without some agenda, alpha complex or inner jealous bitch. Instead, conversation flowed and was diverse and interesting. Layered on top of the great company was the perfect surroundings. Food had a clean, unpretentious, modern simple, relaxed atmosphere. The food was beyond tasty, stunningly created and presented. Even the Welsh Fizzy Water was better than the italian, tritely served everywhere. The owner chatted us up the whole time, and was genuinely happy, outgoing, and proud of his place. If NH has more places like Food, I would consider moving there. My gripe with the neighborhood is that is is more akin to the West Village than London. And most inhabitants are US expats thanks to US culture references being more about Hollywood movies than history books.
I don't want to end on a negative note though. In the end I was pleased by the life musing that if we slug through mopey, bluesy days and look for a positive glint, something will shine through unexpectedly and more dear for its suprise.
Two, went to dinner with Reena at a place I pulled out of a hat, and it was a stunning experience. I plan on going back many times and I have never said that about an eatery in London. I will have a review on it at www.hollygolondon.com, but for now, Run, Don't Skip, to Food@theMuse in notting hill.
Reena and I had a lovely time getting to know each other better. We had not seen each other in 3 weeks, and when we went to the Rhone Valley, it was the first time we met. It was so nice to go to dinner and drinks with a smart, sweet, funny, well rounded woman without some agenda, alpha complex or inner jealous bitch. Instead, conversation flowed and was diverse and interesting. Layered on top of the great company was the perfect surroundings. Food had a clean, unpretentious, modern simple, relaxed atmosphere. The food was beyond tasty, stunningly created and presented. Even the Welsh Fizzy Water was better than the italian, tritely served everywhere. The owner chatted us up the whole time, and was genuinely happy, outgoing, and proud of his place. If NH has more places like Food, I would consider moving there. My gripe with the neighborhood is that is is more akin to the West Village than London. And most inhabitants are US expats thanks to US culture references being more about Hollywood movies than history books.
I don't want to end on a negative note though. In the end I was pleased by the life musing that if we slug through mopey, bluesy days and look for a positive glint, something will shine through unexpectedly and more dear for its suprise.
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