Thursday, 10 April 2014

Casa Brindisa

To say that I love Spain is an understatement. I'm obsessed with Spain, the Country, the Food, the Culture, the People, the Weather - everything.

Give me the option of sitting outside on a hot day; eating Tapas and drinking Sangria, I'll be there within minutes. 

We had walked for miles on one of the hottest days of the year so far, and found ourselves in a square, in South Kensington, in front of Casa Brindisa. 

You have to share with Tapas. Something The Gentleman isn't great with, we're getting there, so you order for you all. 

The classics, and my favourites, are;

Manchego Semi Cured. Seriously the best (but most expensive) cheese ever!

Tortilla De Chorizo. A perfect Spanish Institution in its own right. Unfortunately, the one at Casa Brindisa didn't really grab my taste buds. I'm not too sure what it was about it, I just really wasn't keen. Quite disappointing to be honest.

Patatas Brava O Aioli. Patatas Bravas. Definitely one of my all time favourite Spanish dishes. Glorified mini roast potatoes, but dayuuuum they do it well (If you didn't read that in the Fresh Princes' accent, go back and read it again. done? Ok good.) 

Croquetas De Jamon Y Pollo. Mmmmm.

Finally, Country toasted bread with tomato and oil. Gluttonous and oh so good. 

My smile says it all really.

My smile got bigger when the first Pimms of the year appeared!

I forgot how beautiful it is, in it's liquid Amber state. Pimms, I've missed you baby.

After lunch, we shimmied around the corner for a snog. 

Cheeky! I mean THIS kind of Snog;

He certainly enjoyed it!

After our culture filled lunch, we decided to continue to educate our minds. Lucky for us, The Natural History Museum was right around the corner. 

I'm not sure if the inhabitants were happy to see us or not. They gave us a pretty stiff welcome...

Although these antlers look like a normal set from a stag, they span the length of a car. Absolutely humongous. 

My favourite part of the Museum though is the building itself. It's incredible. 

Before long the sun started to set and the heat of the day was whisked away, stolen by passing buses.

The cool breeze of the evening set in, to remind us that we were very much still in England.

Tuesday, 8 April 2014

Cocktails in the Sky

The City. Overlooked when you're a Londoner, but it's time for that to change.

Perhaps it's all the bankers and men in suits streaming along like a stampede of buffalo, either to or from work. Or perhaps it's the grey buildings looming over you, almost blocking out the sunlight. Either way, I've been guilty all this time of never visiting The City. It even took a present from The Gentleman's parents and the promise of Champagne to get me there!

Tower 42. 42 floors up a tall glass building in the heart of The City, you come to Vertigo 42 Champagne Bar. A bar so simple in d├ęcor, all that's there are chairs tucked into small glass shelves that double as tables facing huge panoramic windows. Behind, just one large mirror stretching the length of the bar. You see, there's no need for luxury or opulence. Everyone is here for one reason. The view;

Of course, the food platter we were presented with wasn't bad either! Chicken skewers, Sweet Chilli Prawns, Brie, Stilton, Smoked Salmon Blinis, Olives, Mini Pork Pies and delicious dips.

Sitting there, towering over the city, we couldn't have been more content. You can see the rest of the skyscrapers from your Princess Turret, which gave us incredibly itchy feet. Before we knew it, we zoomed down in the lift to 'Building Hop' across to the famous Heron Tower. 

Not before I got some outfit photos in the lobby though!

Many of you will be incredibly familiar with the Heron Tower, for the one restaurant that has made it famous; Duck and Waffle. But we made a beeline for SUSHISAMBA first. The lift alone makes you need a stiff drink afterwards (only excuse I could come up with).

Again, we were wowed by the view. Even the interior is super-cool. In the summer they open their terrace, so you can dine outside all those floors up! I was especially proud of The Gentleman at this moment as he is pretty petrified of heights but managed to relax and soak up the view (another reason to have more cocktails).

When SUSHISAMBA started filling up a little too much for our liking, we merely trotted up the stairs to the bar at Duck & Waffle to continue our date (can I say date? We can still date each other right?!)

Up here, the vibe instantly changed. Gone were the testosterone fuelled men chasing scantily clad women for their numbers, instead we found couples romancing, girls giggling and families conversing. We decided to add to the 'Couples Romancing' and grabbed some bar stools at one of the windows. If we thought SUSHISAMBA was impressive, Duck & Waffle is something else. Different level chandeliers, with beading that would look tacky elsewhere but seemed to work somehow.

Wooden ceilings and tiled floors made for a brilliant topsy-turvy effect, and the graffiti on the walls in different languages meant that you just couldn't tell where the elements of design had come from in the world.

Either way I loved it. But, not as much as the cocktails. I went for the Punch, which the waiter said I shouldn't. He told me it was a very manly drink and the flavours wouldn't agree with my taste-buds. I ignored him, obviously. 

Turns out, the waiter was right. *insert red face here and him saying 'I told you so'*

Luckily, The Gentleman had ordered sensibly and gone with the waiters recommendation of The Bloodhound. Needless to say, he swapped with me exclaiming that he preferred my cocktail instead. I think he was lying and just telling me that, to be The Gentleman that he is. 

Before long, we realised we had been chatting for hours and looking out over the view from our tower in the sky. 

The Gentleman took my hand, and it was time to go. After thanking our lovely waiter, who had been a darling the entire time we were there, we walked down the stairs for the final hurdle before our feet touched solid ground. 

The Lift. 

I won't give it away too much though, you'll have to visit yourself to experience it!