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Dude where’s my shoe?

So me and a very good girl friend decided to gorge ourselves with a pre- theater and a bottle of red before we set of to the Citizens Theater in Glasgow to go see The Shakespeare tragedy Romeo and Juliet.

The production was held by Glasgow’s Reids College final year acting students and by my standards;  I would say they all passed with flying colours.

This was the first time I had been to the Citizens Theater so I wasn’t sure what to expect but there wasn’t a dry eye in the house especially at the end of the night when I realized I had lost a shoe! How on earth I hear you say… well, as I was getting into the whole.. ‘oh romeo oh romeo’ I had kicked my shoes off and made my self comfortable. At the end of the production only one shoe.. no idea what happened to the other one! Taxi!

Anyways, an excuse to buy new shoes.

The production was fabulous. Rather than the ‘the greatest love story ever told’ the Shakespeare’s text was more relevant to our youth, in a climate plagued with knife crime, ASBO’s and gang culture, The Production was  an edgy and very tense interpretation the playwright’s message and it still had a lesson to teach us.

I like getting another take on something (Leona Lewis Snow Patrol- ok  not that one) and the Citizens Theater certainly don’t that! We left the there thinking ‘WaW… How good was that’

Did anyone else go to this?

Find a shoe?

Peters

Most people who enjoy a meal out on a regular basis have an opinion on which are the best places to go. But ‘best’ can mean different things to different people – ranging from wallet-busting fine dining venues, to places that just ooze character, or simple unadorned eateries. But all have at least one thing in common- good food.

A new restaurant that’s popped up and causing a stir in Glasgow is Peters on Hyndland Road, we were there to treat a workmate who is leaving us for early retirement… the cheesy burger!

Split into two parts, a cosy front bar with groups of tables, and booths in the back. The environment is suitable for a quiet cocktails as it is a three- course meal; and either will put a smile on your face. The standards are high and the service is friendly, all good for a night out eating and drinking with work buddies.

The decor is not expected of,lo the building- booths, pillars and brickwork- with nice classic touches. The food is great. Daily specials make the most out of the fresh ingredients- such as an amazing Salmon and Haddock fish cake with sweet chili sauce. Or how about a mains of Pan roast breast of chicken with borlotti beans and plum tomato ragout or for something a bit more richer the Saddle of venison, parsnip puree and honey , served with roast vegetables and beetroot jus.

You can get a lunch/ pre theatre in the restaurant costing from £10.92 for two courses or £12.95 for three! Food like this, priced like this puts a smile on the face, even in the midst of a recession!

None of our table went for a desert, simply because we were so stuffed by the starters and mains (a few of us leaving lots of the mains of our plates) however I did put a ‘tick’ to one certain desert that I am definitely going to try next time I give Peters a visit. Mixed Berrie parfait with orange tuille, yum yum yum.

Peter is the new kid on the block and it’s risky being there with so many of it’s neighbours shutting down because; dare I say it- the credit crunch. But I think Peters will do well and if not, I hope they keep me in mind when they are getting rid of their stock of  Cristal Champagne.

i love legion

I wont mention how much ass kissing I got to mention this comp on this site…

So the lovely, young, fit, handsome, boys at ilovelegion.com held a ski and snowboard comp at Bearsden Ski and Board Club on Sunday the 1st of March. Me and my sister were there ogling the boys in their ‘hanging past their bum’ trousers and shampoo commercial long hair as they posed and strutted some moves on and off the slope.

I am such a big fan of Legion, they are pushing through the crowd of other “snowsports sites” to promote young Scottish talent, they are a cheeky bunch of bum scratchers who are from my hood and I love them.

Now enough with the cheap ass advertising (they are all really old ugly gits)

Now I cant remember the last time I went riding so I didn’t enter the competition, I just went as a spectator and to join in with the after party. (had to take Monday off work, I had the flu you see)

Sunday saw a glorious day for Glasgow, sun was out and for a change it was actually warm! It was a perfect day to fight for a table outside on the balcony, beer in hand as we watched the ski and snowboard competition that was taking place that day.

Bearsden has a couple of good ramps, enough for even the biggest pie munching riders to be able to get some air. There were a few rails out as well for the smart ass riders out there (i cant do rails for shit)

So anyway, who won… No idea.

The after party, ahh now we are talking. The party took place in some swanky pad. I’m thinking the writer of Skins was hosting it as it was wild! The Myspace  parties wouldn’t  have a look in here. The place was jumping with the very best of Glasgow’s punters, all with a posh accent of course!

As we sipped Jacks and co with a cigarette in the winter gardens there was a full blown rave in the front drawing room, some R&B in the lounge and a band in… the other lounge?

It was a great night and I’m hoping there is going to be one again very soon! well not too soon as my head is still thumping.

Go take a flying duck

Friday saw a strange night as me and my mate Robert found ourselves sitting drinking bottles of Corona, eating toast with blueberry jam and listening to a really cool band I cant for the life of me remember what was called.

Glasgow clubbers who are tired of the same old club sounds or pine for those seething, sweating club nights in which they danced the night away as teenagers can now rejoice, for the city has a brand new electro and techno club night where you can kick back and actually enjoy your mates and the music. yeah there is space for a boogie, but there is also scope to hear your mates opinion on Cajun Squirrel Crisps. The Flying Duck is the new place to be.

The night held a “Going out is the new staying in” night which offered Glasgow townies; booze, tea, toast, bands and DJs all creating a house party vibe.

The club itself has a  low-fi and low-key atmosphere with a homely familiarity that’s a cross between an old man’s pub and your best mate’s house. The decor itself has to be seen to be believed. On entering the ‘close’, you then travel down the stairs into the hallway of the tenement, through to the “house-inspired” decor of each of the rooms and then you land in ‘the jewel in the crown’, the kitchen. It’s true what they say- The party always ends up in the kitchen!

We has such a great night that we are grabbing a few more buddies and heading back there next Thursday!