Sparkle and shine

Friday was my final and last day of classes for my LLM. From here, we're working on our papers/exams/dissertation; five months of research, studying and attempting to stay focused. When people in London first meet me and ask the polite questions of what I do, I have never said anything other than studying. I have been in school for 7 years now and I cannot WAIT to get out. I am excited and anxious to start implementing on this stuff I've accumulated in school but more importantly, be able to make money! Being a student doesn't stretch your funds very far (lucky for me I have a generous father and bf :)) Needless to say, I am looking forward to it...I just hope it'll come sooner rather than later!

Anyway, to celebrate my last day of classes (OK, not really - Mass can't eat meat on Fridays because he gave it up for lent), we went to Shogun at the Millennium Hotel (which poisoned an FBI agent a few years ago..hrm) for Japanese. The restaurant itself was great, I recommend the toro for sushi and the breaded oysters. Delish! We've tried and tested many, MANY japanese restaurants in London and have had some huge hits and misses (Asakusa is not recommended). This one comes high on our list, a little more pricey than a Japanese Izakaya, but well worth it if you're in the mood for Zuma/Nobu standard without the pretentiousness.

However, one big aspect dampened our meal. We were meeting a friend who is notorious for being late for dinner, who works with Mass. Typically him and his wife come around 45 minutes late, average. We're pretty understanding and we try to work around their infamous characteristic. This time, he was 1.5 hours late. What do I think about tardiness? I agree that it could happen, no one's ever on time 100% of the time. But how could it happen 1.5 hours later?! I've ordered, ate, and gotten the bill by the time you've gotten here! If you didn't want to come, or would rather cancel, no problem. You cannot walk in 1.5 hours later without so much of a 'sorry' and expect us to have a smile. Just because you call earlier and say we can order does not allow you to take your time in coming thereafter; the sense of urgency does not dissipate with a phone call!

Anyway, life moves on. Maybe next time we'll tell them to come for lunch and we'll get there for dinner instead.





Wearing: H&M Sequin Jacket, Mendocino shirt, AA leggings, Topshop shoes, Earrings from mommy, Necklace from Kamakura which is 1/2 hr away from Tokyo, Cartier tank watch, Vintage bracelet.

Ciao,
From Manchester Street