Well, sunday brunch at Amy's started off with a bang! a moscow mule bang!

You see my idea of a easter sunday brunch is totally different to Amys, i'd have some gorgeous croissants and pastries, fruit salad , raisin toast, gorgeous seeded breads with chunky jam , coffee, earl grey, orange juice etc... but nooooo at Amys it starts with a freggin cocktail double shot in tall glass (11am.m) then moves onto champagne and more champagne.
We started with some light viet- noodles, the ones u make yourself, fabulous fresh, with vegetarian options. I so love, fresh mushrooms uncooked!

Then we had tempura kingprawns, pumpkin, eggplant etc to which we drank continuously. But the most delicious of all was the blue swimmer crab in angel-hair pasta which was swirled through a double-cream and cheese sauce that skimmed the edges of the pasta , it was.... oh soooo... well... if i had to choose between a room full of naked bel-ami boys or the crab-pasta, i'd choose the pasta.

It was so amazing, luxurious and fresh. More champagne!! and change of outfit.

The champagne kept flowing till 5, we caught up with our lives, some good some bad... "why are you still single?" she always asks, "why did they invent fake-leather? i ask and the day went through it's motions.

In the end we were jumping round to hip-hop music on channel V, all the while i thought "kick-push" was 'kate bush' we nibbled on dark chocolate and attempted to leave.
By the time i got home i had to lay down, i had a family dinner which i didin't turn up cos i was in the toilet throwing up and amy, well she had a romantic weekend away at a hotel with her husband but i guess, she fell asleep before she even got there.