We found La Choza, a lively, colourful little restaurant on a dark street corner and bundled ourselves inside to find a table.
Which they didn't have. They also wouldn't have a table for another hour and a half. Frankly, we couldn't wait that long.
Shay remembered that we had passed some promising looking places on the way up near the Theatre. By this point my heels were killing me, but I stuck my brave face on and we marched purposefully down the hills until we came to Oki-Nami
As it turns out, La Choza being full was actually a brilliant twist of fate for us, as Oki-Nami turned out to be one of the best Japanese restaurants I have ever eaten in. Check out The Demon Gin for her take on the evening.
So, that's the history and ethos behind Oki-Nami. What about the menu?
Another chat with Mike, and we found out that the stairs led up to Oki-Nami's cocktail bar, which he promised was somewhere we definitely wanted to be next.
Black Lion for some late night ska. The evening was finished off with yet more gin in the hotel bar, before (so rock and roll) cups of tea in our PJ's back in the room.
I didn't feel particularly drunk. I still woke up with a hangover though.
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