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Owls, Ethiopia and Sore Feet
Jan. 21st, 2005 01:35 pmKevin and I went to a literary reading last night. It took place at the Owl bookstore, just by Kentish Town Tube. When we got to the bookstore, a few people were already sitting down or drinking wine. We made our way to the back, grabbed a glass of (nice) wine and waited for Kevin's friend Mark to arrive.
The reading was to promote a new edition of Ambit. There were three readers, though only one of them was any good. His name was Donald something-or-other, a red-faced old man who now lives in Amsterdam and writes hilarious poems about zoos and honeymoons with himself. I might copy one of his poems into this journal later (and put it behind a lj-cut, of course.)
Afterwards, some street urchins mildly harrassed us as we tried to find a restaurant for dinner. We settled for the Queen of Sheba, an ethiopian restaurant also near Kentish Town Tube. The food was amazing: the meat were served in different trays, then laid out on this giant piece of pancake. We had a separate basket with rolled up pancakes which we ripped small pieces from and scooped the meat into. Spicy and yummy, I tell you. Highly Highly recommended.
Today, the heating was still down so I had to track to my gym for a shower. Have spent a good part of the morning photocopying and my feet are dead. The only thing keeping me going is the prospect of meeting my good friend Megan this evening for much chat, drinks and movie.
The reading was to promote a new edition of Ambit. There were three readers, though only one of them was any good. His name was Donald something-or-other, a red-faced old man who now lives in Amsterdam and writes hilarious poems about zoos and honeymoons with himself. I might copy one of his poems into this journal later (and put it behind a lj-cut, of course.)
Afterwards, some street urchins mildly harrassed us as we tried to find a restaurant for dinner. We settled for the Queen of Sheba, an ethiopian restaurant also near Kentish Town Tube. The food was amazing: the meat were served in different trays, then laid out on this giant piece of pancake. We had a separate basket with rolled up pancakes which we ripped small pieces from and scooped the meat into. Spicy and yummy, I tell you. Highly Highly recommended.
Today, the heating was still down so I had to track to my gym for a shower. Have spent a good part of the morning photocopying and my feet are dead. The only thing keeping me going is the prospect of meeting my good friend Megan this evening for much chat, drinks and movie.
