[dropcap]T[/dropcap]his Saturday was not for sleeping in. This Saturday was for getting up at the crack of dawn (kittens just don’t sleep) before making an early start to view a place for our wedding reception down the road in Dalston. The Roost is a converted pub, full to the brim of quirky props and eccentric decor with an outdoor space. Someone met us at the door and let us wander around as they pottered about setting up for a wedding that very day.
Every corner and every room was so photogenic, there was alot to take in. I liked that there was an outdoor area and that we could decorate the whole place as we wanted (not that you’d have to do much!) but seeing it in person, it just didn’t grab me. I was so excited to see it but my excitement didn’t hold. So the hunt continues!
On the way home, we decided to stop at Lazy Social on Stoke Newington High Street for breakfast- my stomach was screaming out for a coffee. Neither of us had been before, but any place playing Prince at 10am is just fine in my book!
It was nice to have a bit of normal time together- reading the papers, drinking (a damn fine) cup of coffee, over a Full English. Portions are generous here. My coffee was served in a big tall mug and our plates were piled high with food. Their Full English was simple but delicious- baked beans in a teeny little cup with two crunchy slices of buttery toasted sourdough bread, fat sausages, fried egg and mushrooms, topped off with bacon and black pudding. Definitely returning! Also…can you spot Woody?
Determined to get some more weddingy things done, we walked up Church Street to peek at Abney Hall and Clissold House again. On the way there, we stopped at a pet shop to pick up some bits and pieces for our furry gremlins. The last time Robin stopped in, he came home with a goldfish. I was all ready to steer him away from the fish tanks, but got sidetracked with Shop Cat!
Such a happy little dude!
Walking up Church Street is one of my favourite things to do on a weekend- it’s so bouji and pretty. And then I look at the house prices and cry. As it began to drizzle, it was a good excuse to sit in the cafe at Clissold House for cake and coffee, as my hair got frizzier and…floopier…by the minute. This humidity is killing me. Make up your mind Mother Nature!
It was a nice, productive Saturday- it felt good to just focus on one thing for a change! Walking around in the rain made coming home all the more sweeter. The gloomy weather made it the perfect excuse to put the kettle on and watch reruns of the Gilmore Girls (I’m series recording the first series!) Tomorrow my friends are coming over and I’m dusting that apron off!