I’ve been presenting a project set in the 90s, scene by scene, to my writing group each week. This has sparked many memories back to a time when being social meant seeing people face to face. One of my colleagues mentioned dinner parties. I noted how sharing meals at someone’s house meant we had time …
A Good Night Out…
Last night was a good night. It started with a Chinese meal, but not just any Chinese meal. Probably for the first time in my life I ate this particular Asian cuisine in an upmarket restaurant. No basic Mongolian Lamb or Fried Rice. My partner and I dined on exquisite Vegetable Dumplings before our heavenly …
