Sunny, but crisp Saturday around lunchtime, first weekend in November. I more stumble than walk down the narrow and steep stairs of Gordon's, presumably London's oldest wine bar. At the bar, a white skirt talks to the barkeeper in a half British, half American accent. Could that be...? Better not make a fool of myself, after all I've only ever seen one (blurry) picture of Sam of Becks & Posh, and in it she's wearing a pink wig - if only she were wearing it today, she would be so much easier to identify!
I almost can't believe this place, either! A labyrinth of deep, dark vaults, no electric light, it's as if I've been transported back more than a century just by descending that staircase. There are some candles, but hardly enough to light up the cave... but it only takes a short while for my eyes to adjust from the crisp daylight to the positively pitch-black surroundings I find myself in. Feeling my way through vaults blackened by candle light, I get my first impression of what that restaurant over in Paris (Dans Le Noir - where you dine in the dark and are served exclusively by blind waiters) could feel like. (Apparently, one is to open in London soon.) This is definitely not the place to see and be seen, but if you're looking for somewhere in London where nobody could possibly find or recognize you, look no further!
After turning the fifth corner into yet another dark part of the cave, there they are: two tables set aside for the foodbloggers of this country, gathering to meet their lost daughter. It's amazing how every time we meet up, there's yet another UK-based food enthusiast who's joined the illustrious league of bloggers... this time Andrew, Jeanne, Christina, Keiko and myself were joined by Anna (Baking for Britain) and Nick (Jamfaced) who will hopefully become regulars at our gatherings.
Unfortunately, I'd left my camera at home, but I would have struggled getting any decent pictures with that light anyway... check out the other blogs for some hazy and dark pictures of our group ;-)
Time is flying when you're having fun, and when I realised to my dismay that I had to shoot off, I hadn't even had time to properly talk to Sam and Fred... so I am hoping that there'll be another occasion soon - maybe we'll take Sam up on her offer and we'll organise a foodblogger trip to San Fran!
PS: It was lovely meeting you, Sam, and thanks for those gorgeous Michael Recchiuti chocolates... they were divine!