Just another reason I love hanging with Kat is that I’ve definitely never been called a chickie on my own before!
And certainly not by a waiter who is a good few years younger than us I think.
You keep me fun my dear lady-friend! x!
Or do you think the caiparinia’s are doing the trick?
nah…
P.S. Why is it when you bring people who love hot food to a restaurant, that will be the night that the chilli’s are most tame? But the day you just want to have slightly spicy snacks with a gal-pal you both end up crying and gasping for breath.
(see above as part of the explanation as to how we managed 6 caiparinia’s in quite a short time. Also feel free to entertain yourself with images of us sitting squirming with laughter as we try to just keep ice in our mouth a little bit longer for relief)
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