The Hungry Lawyer

As I mentioned in my previous post, last weekend I celebrated another ‘closer to 30 than 20 birthday’. As a special treat, The Brooding Architect organised a big mystery date last Friday night. His ability to keep the destination a surprise was impressive. I could not even coax it out of him when I asked him what I {more}

After a few weekends chained to the drawing board, The Brooding Architect finally had an entire office-free weekend.  To celebrate his new found freedom,  we took a leisurely stroll down to the Rathdowne Street in North Carlton in search of a new breakfast haunt.  Since my new Melissa sandals were starting to rub (somehow, I don’t think {more}