A good birthday is one spent eating burrata, so that is what one must do. Saturday was the day I turned 28 and, like every year, I feel no different. It will be fun to see if I manage to remember not to write "27" next time I am required to enclose my age... But back to the day in question: I started my day with a little bit of breakfast and a cup of tea at home before heading to work, Saturdays are work days, where I found a basket full of goodies just for me and some beautiful flowers. Not bad! I decided that my birthday called for some serious cake, but then I just didn't want any, and thought maybe if I saved myself for dessert? When the workday came to an end both my brother and the fiance showed up at work and we went to Notting Hill. We had a table booked at Essenza which is one of my favorite Italian restaurants and they serve burrata, which is really why I go there. To be honest I like the whole menu and it is difficult to choose just one thing I like out of all the goodies available.
But choose you must, so I went with burrata (surprised?) to start, king prawn pasta as a main and I just had to have tiramisu for dessert and basically rolled all the way home. I haven't been that full in a very long time. Happy birthday to me indeed!
I'm Christine and I currently live in London with my husband where I do my best to go to as many restaurants as possible, bake, DIY and occasionally let my hair down and go to a museum. x