Lots of domestic chores yesterday -- plant watering, vacuuming, laundry. I guess that's what Saturday is for, right? Tidying up from the previous week. I also deadheaded our dahlias, which although fading still look pretty darn good.
We did NOT get our tickets bought for Christmas in Florida. Dave was plugged into his laptop watching reruns of "The West Wing" and then he took a long nap, so he was basically unavailable for much of the day, and I'd like us to buy them together so we can be sure we're both happy with the travel dates and that kind of thing. We'll do it today.
Olga's mysterious nose swelling came back again. We first noticed it in December and then it recurred in February, when we treated it with antibiotics. On Friday night we saw that it had returned -- she looked like she was turning into a bull terrier -- but today, once again, it appears back to normal. Whatever's going on, she doesn't seem bothered by it at all. She's eating and chewing normally and her energy levels seem fine. This time we did notice a visible sore of some kind, like a canker, right where her cheek meets her gum. I tried to call the vet but our vet's office is now closed on Saturdays (grrrr) so I'll have to wait until Monday. I suppose we really ought to get her x-rayed -- we put it off when the swelling seemed to go down the last time, but enough is enough.
Last night Dave and I went out to a fancy sushi restaurant in Belgravia, called Sachi at Pantechnicon. A mouthful of a name, right? It's one of several businesses in a multistory building with a columned facade called Pantechnicon, which turns out to be the location of a former department store. Apparently it reopened in its current guise about five years ago, and it's quite swank. I'd like to go back and look around more. I rarely get to Belgravia, a very posh area between Buckingham Palace and Knightsbridge.
Anyway, we had a variety of sushi and grilled bits of skewered meat, pork and quail, and we even had a sake sommelier, who chose three different sake varieties for our various courses. One of them was a "red" sake, made with red rice, which I didn't know was a thing. I also had a martini made with Japanese gin. It was definitely an unusual dining experience.
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|Motcomb Street, with the columned Pantechnicon on the left|