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Jazz Cafe

8/17/2013

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So at the Jazz Cafe I did two things I'd never done before! - 1. Eat 'arranged' food - see photo below.  (And it tasted good, too.)  2. Ask for an alteration to what was offered on the menu.  I feel proud :)

The other highlight was the jazz band.  I'm not much of a jazz person, and had to control my face during piana player Nick Sondheim (well, that's what it sounded like, but I presume he was Balinese)'s first piano solo - or the first one I got to experience.  It went on for a very long time but, give him credit, he did a good Jazz Face.  (Your eyes are closed because of the Jazz.  Perhaps it is heavy.)  Sarcasm aside, it was a great evening, the music was great and Zoe and I were just being tempted to get up and join those who had started dancing, plus two attractive men (and the one of them's girlfriend) had just been sat at our table, when our lift arrived.  D'oh.  However, lifts to and from places compliments of the most beautiful hotel - not complaining!
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