Eat/See/Listen/Love: 14/01/2013

15 Jan

You may or may not care to know that I’ve had a manic week. I worked all weekend (I say ‘worked’, I essentially played the role of a tourist and ate my way around London whilst looking after a blogger) and I feel like I’ve had about a zillion appointments!

I’d like to start this post off with a wonderful quote. I love a good quote – I feel like that’s all you need to create, just ONE great quote, and you’ll never be forgotten. So before you delve into what I’ve been getting up to, take a read of this:

Why do people say ‘Grow some balls’? Balls are weak and sensitive. If you wanna be tough, grow a vagina. That thing can take a pounding
– Betty White

Love it.

Enough of the quotes now. On to Eat/See/Listen/Love.

EAT: Just off Oxford Street there’s a rather charming place called The Riding House Cafe. It’s a modern day traditional English brassiere and with its mish-mash of furniture, space and bar stools (classy ones, mind you) it has a rather charming atmosphere. The waiter was quick and friendly and the when he brought the menu – wow. I went for breakfast and they do EVERYTHING. Fresh smoothies, luxury teas and coffees, American breakfast with a British twist – check out the Buttermilk pancakes with strawberries and clotted cream – HUGE portions and tasted amazing.


My friends has avocado on toast (I don’t like avocado but I am assured that it was good), a yoghurt compote and one had Eggs Hussard. Everyone’s meals and drinks looked wonderful – the peanut butter, banana, strawberry and apple juice smoothie is a MUST. Not the cheapest of eats, but let’s face it, who the hell goes out to breakfast nowadays? If you’re going to do it, do it in style.

SEE: I went to see, at LONG last, The Lion King musical this weekend. Despite the fact the show has been running for years (and years and then a few more years on top) the place was completely packed out. I went with my mum and I took along my lion hat – NO ONE WAS DRESSED UP. WTF. So I had to pack my hat away and just enjoy the show. Humph.


I’ll keep this short and sweet as there are endless reviews, although perhaps no recent reviews. The show feels a bit tired; well, the cast do anyway. Some of the higher energy songs were somewhat lacklustre and young Simba couldn’t sing AT ALL. I mean… he didn’t hit ONE note. Zazu was incredible (pictured) and Timone and Pumba were also awesome – essentially it was the secondary characters who brought the life and fun to the stage.

LISTEN: Ntjam Rosie has a beautiful voices. Full of soul – I was meant to see her last year but my boyfriend at the time decided to faff around before the gig, so I missed her as she was a support act. I was gutted, as she feels like one of those artists who will inevitably be wonderful live. If you like Alice Russell, give Ntjam Rosie a try. Below is one of my favourite tracks, ‘In Your Hands’.

LOVE: Dr. Suess is great for quotes. If you check out my ‘About’ section you’ll see one of my favourite quotes is by him – so simple and strange. I came across this Dr. Seuss quote the other day

“We are all a little weird and life’s a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.”


Unfortunately, all too often we find someone who is weird… but in a weird way which totally doesn’t match our own. That’s the trick – finding someone who accepts you for all of your eccentricities, enjoys them and can give as much weird as they get.

For example, I eat as if I’m left handed, despite the fact I’m right handed. Sometimes I jiggle my toes to a beat and I worry that other people can feel the vibrations. When bored, I tap out ‘Yankee Doodle’ with my hands, as if I’m playing it on the piano. When walking along, I sing a tune that I picked up from Baz Luhrman’s Moulin Rouge. I like people to say ‘burp’ after they burp in the same way people say ‘Bless you’ after a sneeze. I like my eyes to be entertained – my room is a mish mash of random objects, trinkets and posters/flyers – one of my friends said it gives her a hangover. It makes me happy, not ill. When I find someone who also gets happy due to my oddly decorated room, that’s a good sign.

Enough of my rambling. Moral of the story? Keep an eye out for your kind of weird.


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