A couple of weeks ago Man Piece and I met up with a couple of friends on Cuba St. We hadn’t really planned to go anywhere specific, so when we saw Grill Meats Beer, we decided to give it a go.
Turns out it was only the second day of operation. Since then its popularity has taken off. We walked passed a few days ago and it was packed. There was not a spare table in the place.
While we were dinning there, I snapped a few quick photos of the meal and surroundings.
The beer kegs are clearly on display.
I’m currently in Wellington for six days, so I might be a little light on the posting. Also, as I have a reduced wardrobe, minimal time and without my DSLR, I won’t be posting Aussie Curves this week (we will see how next week goes), but I look forward to seeing what the other girls come up with for Festival.
One exciting thing you can read in my absence is my latest short story over on The Short Stories Club blog.
I think I mentioned this – I’m trying to write a short story once a month to be published here. Didn’t manage one last month (ugh, deadlines), but it will be a monthly occurrence to boost my fictional writing instead of news/features and blogging. And each month is themed.
Just, ALL THE WRITING.
September was The Servant and I tried to do a modern take on it with an intern.
She sat writing, practically shaking with anger as she remembered the day’s events…
I fucking hate that bitch. I don’t know how much of her privileged demands I can take. She doesn’t even realise how commanding she is, she just expects everything.
Of course it is my job to do some of the things she requests, but honestly, others are downright insane. They are not part of my job description. She doesn’t even pay me, oh is the life of an intern…
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