Most of last Friday was spent nurturing a terrible hangover in the air-conditioned confines of Chez Yarraville as the heat outside was just ridiculous.
I did manage to dart out in the morning to the shops to pick up bacon but Jesus did I feel the worse for wear for it. The heat. The nausea. Too much. The savoury french toast was rather delicious though.
My night was dedicated to good food and wine with Ed and good food and wine we did enjoy. We started drinking at Von Haus, moved on to eat and drink at Bar Lourhina and then finished up drinking and smoking at Madame Brussels. Definitely be looking for a repeat with the man the next time I’m in Melbourne.
The night then finished with gin and juice back in Yarraville and an hour long phone call with a gaymer in Queensland. I don’t know who was more drunk or most of what we talked about but I do remember it took him a while to stop laughing about muh accunt.