Now I like to think it’s time to summarise my day. Well, behold...
I woke up late, then found I am going to the hairdressers with my sister, bought a costa, came home, went out again, walked ages, had a ice lolly, looked for food, couldn’t find any after being in both Tesco’s, then oh my gosh there it was, the most amazing place I have ever seen (within my 5 mile radius).
There were dark stairs on the left of a path that lead you to the bus stop. Everyone ignores it, until now. So I nervously walked up the stairs to find this was some hidden African restaurant. Inside me I had a feeling of anger, why had no one told me about this place before? Why now? God gave me a reason to not buy anything from Tesco I assure you. I stood at the bar and contemplated the idea of purchasing something. But this was before going to Tesco.
Anyway enough talk. We entered then, the second time to collect the food Nabila had ordered to take away. We then came to the conclusion that we were hungry, we are stood at this place, knowing they provide good quality food, so why not.
Oh I observed. The floor was dark tiles with tiny shards of glass that twinkled in the dim lighting. Spotlights organised in rows on the ceiling, the bar was framed in carved wood, almost like a Tudor timber frame was running throughout the whole interior. Mirrors were placed on every wall just to enhance this magical setting. Dark rectangular tables surrounded you with seats of 4 or 6. Ahead, two hot trolleys of buffet food waiting to be eaten. TV screens on parallel sides celebrating Congo music. The bar was naturally lit, shelves of Amaretto, Malibu, Vodka you name it, it was there, glasses from all shapes and sizes stood in rows. Innocent boxes of fruit juice stood side by side some Tequila. It was beautiful.
I was told it livens up at 7 onwards. We went in around 6, it was empty and made me feel the same. One man was at a table with four bottles of Guinness under his chin. He was having a good time though. Ah, I cannot get over how beautiful it was. I admired that place so much, I can’t even put into words you know. It was beautiful. I ordered chicken and Jollof rice with a fruit cocktail. The cock tail...was hinted with coconut water and infused with juices, succulent pieces of grape, apple, pineapple, oh lord! I was blessed.
The meal was beautiful, I wish I can go there again just to re-live that moment, only this time with more people, I knew the floor was made for people to not just walk over it, but to dance on it. I spotted speakers dotted around the room. Yeah, that would be real thing right there. Oh it was so cool, temperature wise. I love that.
I admire that culture, every culture has its negatives I know, but to see that I’d forget everything and just celebrate it with my whole heart.
Damn.
