The other night I met up with some old friends over dinner somewhere in Legaspi. When I say old, ages range from 34-52. The dinner was to welcome friends from Hong Kong (husband and wife). The nice thing about this dinner was it was planned more than 2 weeks ago.
Last night I met up with the college friends of my partner who were all young. Ages range from 23-25. Yes young. It was planned like a few days ago. Dinner was at Bon Chon at the Ayala Gardens (which looks like a more green, open space version of GB – less the transvestites). A few were late and since we were in the neighborhood, I decided to invite them over to my place for coffee and serve them all the sweets I have and Malaysian coffee. Off to Rue de Valero!
Dinner the other night was catered. Since the host is an advertising executive, it was dinner with good Pinoy fusion food. It was well organized but some arrived late. I was there on the dot at 7:30 – the first one. It was nice to be the first because I was able to talk to my friend about other matters. By the way, the dinner was catered with a waiter (more of a butler who spoke English the whole night) and a waitress.
On our way to my place, my young friends decided to stop by Pancake House so the 2 guys who came late can order take out. I excused myself and decided to go ahead so I can sort of spruce up my place. While waiting for them, I can hear them from inside my bedroom while they were in the hallway. Yes, inside my room and yes, they are a group of very talkative young happy crazy bunch.
The catered dinner started around past 8 after waiting for the other guests to arrive. Not long and the other guests arrived, we got into the mood of a very talkative, seasoned happy crazy bunch. Over dinner, we talked about other people, staying young, travels (Qatar Airline’s business class is the best, Paris, Italy and Hong Kong for the holidays) and love. No one talked about careers.
Last night was really loud, we were 9. I was being a very good host so I was serving them coffee in a nice coffee set I designed years ago and produced in Bali, sushi plates designed by a young Danish artist and served water in a nice modern shiny pitcher. My 7 young guest were all first-timers to my place. I was happy to have guests last night to sort of let my place get the holiday mood. One girl was late but she brought the best dessert of the night, Frozen Brazo de Mercedes. Over coffee and sweets, we talked about people, careers, travels (backpacking somewhere in Asia, Paris and London) and love. No one talked about staying young.
The cup and saucer I designed from Bali. Tilt it when you are done.
My dining room
It was wonderful to see two views of life where I am now, you get to see where you have been and what have you done so far. Both views have the same consistent worries and concerns.
Life is life regardless of age.
The other night I met up with some old friends over dinner somewhere in Legaspi. When I say old, ages range from 34-52. The dinner was to welcome friends from Hong Kong (husband and wife). The nice thing about this dinner was it was planned more than 2 weeks ago.
Last night I met up with the college friends of my partner who were all young. Ages range from 23-25. Yes young. It was planned like a few days ago. Dinner was at Bon Chon at the Ayala Gardens (which looks like a more green, open space version of GB – less the transvestites). A few were late and since we were in the neighborhood, I decided to invite them over to my place for coffee and serve them all the sweets I have and Malaysian coffee. Off to Rue de Valero!
Dinner the other night was catered. Since the host is an advertising executive, it was dinner with good Pinoy fusion food. It was well organized but some arrived late. I was there on the dot at 7:30 – the first one. It was nice to be the first because I was able to talk to my friend about other matters. By the way, the dinner was catered with a waiter (more of a butler who spoke English the whole night) and a waitress.
On our way to my place, my young friends decided to stop by Pancake House so the 2 guys who came late can order take out. I excused myself and decided to go ahead so I can sort of spruce up my place. While waiting for them, I can hear them from inside my bedroom while they were in the hallway. Yes, inside my room and yes, they are a group of very talkative young happy crazy bunch.
The catered dinner started around past 8 after waiting for the other guests to arrive. Not long and the other guests arrived, we got into the mood of a very talkative, seasoned happy crazy bunch. Over dinner, we talked about other people, staying young, travels (Qatar Airline’s business class is the best, Paris, Italy and Hong Kong for the holidays) and love. No one talked about careers.
Last night was really loud, we were 9. I was being a very good host so I was serving them coffee in a nice coffee set I designed years ago and produced in Bali, sushi plates designed by a young Danish artist and served water in a nice modern shiny pitcher. My 7 young guest were all first-timers to my place. I was happy to have guests last night to sort of let my place get the holiday mood. One girl was late but she brought the best dessert of the night, Frozen Brazo de Mercedes. Over coffee and sweets, we talked about people, careers, travels (backpacking somewhere in Asia, Paris and London) and love. No one talked about staying young.
The cup and saucer I designed from Bali. Tilt it when you are done.
My dining room
It was wonderful to see two views of life where I am now, you get to see where you have been and what have you done so far. Both views have the same consistent worries and concerns.
Life is life regardless of age.