{ 20 04 2006 }

we’re living The High Life, we’re living it well

As those gay lads sang. Some really nice socials this week.

Now that the regulation two years have passed me old IBM bud Dave Draper came back to visit with the lovely Megan. While I worked away my daylight hours for The Man out west, they did the Edinburghy things including the Castle ("I'm not paying ten pounds for that"), Scottish Parliament ("an eyesore"), the Scott Monument (good), Mary's Back Alley (I have no idea, probably procured in Leith) and lots of general wandering.

So with pummelled feet the first evening was kicked back with drinks and catching up on the old names, laughing at their misfortunes, adventures, marriages, divorces, weight loss, weight gain and implausible career moves.

Then last night got home, got smart and got fired into cocktails at Oloroso again. They're currently unbeatable for the tasty wet stuff without Poor Quality Disco Lighting or overloud muzak. Then strode purposefully down to Atrium as promised to meet Duncan and Claire.

Capsule review: Atrium is awesome.God's Own Lamb

Starter: goggling in stark disbelief I teased apart my pigeon sausage, loaded the fork with foie gras, mouthed it reverently and found myself loving every gamey darkmeat shitehawk mouthful.

Main: herb crusted loin of lamb with some other stuff that doesn't really matter. This was God's Own Lamb. In a Holy Spirit jus.

Dessert: a six-part cheeseboard. Made with cheese. On an actual board.

After the colossal spoiling we received in this sacred place the busy decor of Le Monde was just that. And despite the friendly staff their cocktails sucked the big one.

More eating and drinking like this please.

Posted by air on Thursday, April 20th, 2006, at 8:32 pm, and filed under Uncategorized.

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