I’ll start by saying that I hate the idea of Valentine’s Day and all that has to do with it. Reason why I never plan anything for it, and it’s the only day of the year when I don’t want flowers nor chocolate… I lied, chocolate is always welcomed 🙂
However, being it a Saturday this year, obviously me and Alle did actually something romantic. None of this was planned in any way, so I thought of writing it here as it could give some of you guys ideas on where to go for a date in London… Especially for those who, like me, don’t have the concept of “romanticism” in their vocabulary.
First of, we had a double date at the BFI Southbank with Cary Grant and Katherine Hepburn. Oh, James Stuart was there too – yep, it was Philadelphia Story. I am a huge fan of both the BFI (British Film Institute) and classical Hollywood movies, but I seem to be able to drag Alle there only on special occasions – had to use the Valentine’s Day card here, I admit it.
The film was brilliant and we couldnt stop but laughing out loud for most of it and be amazed from its modernity. It’s showing at BFI until March 14th 2015, go if you have a chance.
After the movie we were supposed to walk along the Thames to St Paul, our favourite walk, reminiscing of our time in this beautiful town while glazing at stars… Too bad got a bit delayed by a tiny, little baby little hiccup (to quote another romantic film) – I had the brilliant idea of wearing new shoes and was absolutely paralysed by blisters. Gross, I know. Alle promptly played Prince Charming and saved me by going to the nearest Boots to buy plasters, while I remained on a couch at the BFI reading this month’s programme…
We then hopped on a bus to St Paul and went for a drink at Madison Cocktail Bar, a rooftop bar & restaurant that boasts one of the best views in London. Best part, you don’t have to buy anything to enjoy the view. However, drinks are pretty sweet, so I would stop for one (ave. £10 each). I had a Porn Martini (Vanilla Vodka, Passion Fruit) and Alle a Tokyo Caipirinha (basically same as a normal one but with Sake).
When it got too cold to bear and our stomaches started rumbling we realised we didn’t have a clue on where to go for dinner. All of a sudden the fact of not having booked any table hit us and we felt incredibly stupid. Especially after being told at Burger & Lobster St Paul that there was a 2 hours long queue in front of us, all of couples wanting tables for two.
Stupid Valentine’s Day….
Luckily there’s Charlotte Street, Fiztrovia. One of London’s best kept secrets, it always comes to rescue whenever a doubt on restaurants hits me: there’s something for everyone’s taste buds.
We picked Josephine’s, the only Filipino restaurant in Central London as we realised we never tried that food (and are doing some research on a possible future destination). The service was great, the food was good, and the place characteristic, but nothing too unique and unforgettable about it. Still, we had a very lovely time and full tummies for a whopping £65 between the two.