My thursday night started at the gun shop cafe, in west end. Twas my first ever staff christmas party. http://thegunshopcafe.com/ The whole night had a john lennon feel to it. We talked politics and feminism, peace and love.
THE SCENE: Imagine a deceiving little cafe shop front. With a hidden away outside area out the back. We were seated on an elevated long table and it had a homey atmosphere. The table was thick wood, dishes were all served on mismatching coloured plates.
THE FOOD: Oysters, bread soaked in olive oil and balsamic vinegar. Scallops and creamy, sticky risotto with gingerbread ice cream to finish it off.
I had smart women, quick wits and delicious food all around me...
THE SCENE: Imagine a deceiving little cafe shop front. With a hidden away outside area out the back. We were seated on an elevated long table and it had a homey atmosphere. The table was thick wood, dishes were all served on mismatching coloured plates.
THE FOOD: Oysters, bread soaked in olive oil and balsamic vinegar. Scallops and creamy, sticky risotto with gingerbread ice cream to finish it off.
I had smart women, quick wits and delicious food all around me...
I had a quiet moment of reflection after a bumble bee haphazardly landed on an abandoned and forgotten entree plate.. The bumble bee lazily wandered around and I adored him. Once noticed by everyone else. The topic of conversation went to bees and interesting facts, about bees were swapped..
"When a queen bee has lived her odd 6 years of life little larvae are given extra nutrition and care producing 10 or so contenders for the revered position.. The strongest "princess" bee instinctually murders her competition to arise the victor and future sovereign.."
Many apple ciders in jam jars later. Weary cheeks from smiling and laughing.. We travelled home.. The taxi home had us singing the chorus to war is over "AAAANNND soOOOO this is Xmas.... What have YOUUUUU done...? "
We flew amongst the many lights reflected up at us as we drove alongside the Brisbane river through kangaroo point and then magically across the Story Bridge.. Life is grand, dear readers.
And so this is christmas.. What have you done?
Another year over
We flew amongst the many lights reflected up at us as we drove alongside the Brisbane river through kangaroo point and then magically across the Story Bridge.. Life is grand, dear readers.
Happy Christmas (War is Over) by John Lennon
And so this is christmas.. What have you done?
Another year over
And a new one just begun
And so this is Christmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young
A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Christmas
For weak and for strong
For rich and the poor ones
The road is so long.
And so happy Christmas
For black and for white
For yellow and red ones
Let's stop all the fight
A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Christmas
And what have we done
Another year over
And a new one just begun
And so this is Christmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young
A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
War is over over
If you want it
War is over
Now...
Kisses for now, dear readers xxx