On Friday evening, at about half past six, glamorously dressed people began arriving at Spike Island Café. The scene was straight out the pages of Hello Magazine, if Hello had any integrity and was interested in interesting people.
The theme of the evening's food was a taste of Italy so we started with classic Negroni cocktails using vermouth made down the road by the Ethicurean, Bellinis using luscious Prosecco, made from grapes stomped on by beautiful Italians with very clean feet.
Delicious canapés were handed round, little toasts with peppers, tomatoes, fresh sheep's cheese, pomegranate and smoked fish... Negronis were sipped, the place filled up.
Threading his way through the throng was a tall man who beguiled the guests with magic, sleights of hand, tricks with cards and coins and as eyes widened his smile said you will never, ever know how...
Guests took their organic Italian wine to their tables, took their seats, and were served course after course of heavenly dishes cooked by a sweaty team of chefs under the strict eye of the head master, he of the Food and Farming Local Hero Awards.
The evening wore on, heavenly food and wine was consumed, talk was of happy things, the chefs took a bow, little speeches were made and Lady Nade sang songs of complicated love that made everyone pretend they had lost a dust mote in their eye.
It was a perfect way to launch this wonderful new café space, showcasing it's adaptability and charm (not a word you would have used for it before) and we hope that this is just first of many events like this.
All pictures courtesy of @moodycolin