On Thursday evening I met my 3 Mexican amigos - Zaida, Geegee and Edson at a club called The Hyde. We were supposed to be on the guest list so we should not have had to pay an entrance fee but they made us pay 10 euros for an unknown reason - because on previous occasions entry had been free to people on the guest list. Well, at least we got food and one drink included with the entrance fee of 10 euros. And the best hummus I have ever eaten, I might add.
When we first got into the club it was not too busy so we were able to access the food tables with relative ease. There was a bowl of pasta with cheese, rocket, tomatoes and a vinaigrette dressing, a bowl of hummus and brusheta bread - to spread the hummus onto. Those dishes did not seem too popular so they did not move too fast. What did move extremely fast, was the pizza which was put down on the tables every now and then.
The way those slices of pizza moved off that table reminded me of a NAPTOSA teacher's union conference I went to 2 years ago in Johannesburg, at Wits University. The sandwiches, scones and cakes which were coming out to the tables were being snatched from the trays before the waiters even placed each tray firmly on the tables!! It was like a fight for food. I remember some of the teachers grabbing handfuls of sandwiches at a time... There is nothing like the fear of never seeing food again....
At the Hyde the "disappearing" pizza was somewhat reminiscent of the food grab at the NAPTOSA conference. The minute the pizza was placed on the table, there were hands snatching and grabbing at the slices and many sighs of disbelief from those who did not manage to get a piece. Quite a shock. The fight for food even in the land of plenty.... The fear of not getting food exists even in Europe...
We had a good time. Edson was showing us all the dance moves he knows. He practices them every night whenever he is at trade shows - which seems like hard days of work with endless parties at night. Geegee was learning from Edson and after she had a Whisky and Red Bull, she was on fire. The Red Bull really gave her wings. She did not want to leave at 2am to go home, even though she had to go to work the next morning. She wanted to keep dancing. Zaida had 2 stalkers... One guy who would not remove his glare from her had the most scary smile you can imagine. When he smiled he showed all his teeth. He appeared like a dracula. He became known as El Diablo (the devil|). He came on so strong and in such an obvious way. The other guy was so blunt, he came up and literally told her what he wanted. These Spanish Casanovas!! Edson was on a high and was dancing his unique yet cool moves to each song. It was another 4 o clock in the morning deal...
When we first got into the club it was not too busy so we were able to access the food tables with relative ease. There was a bowl of pasta with cheese, rocket, tomatoes and a vinaigrette dressing, a bowl of hummus and brusheta bread - to spread the hummus onto. Those dishes did not seem too popular so they did not move too fast. What did move extremely fast, was the pizza which was put down on the tables every now and then.
The way those slices of pizza moved off that table reminded me of a NAPTOSA teacher's union conference I went to 2 years ago in Johannesburg, at Wits University. The sandwiches, scones and cakes which were coming out to the tables were being snatched from the trays before the waiters even placed each tray firmly on the tables!! It was like a fight for food. I remember some of the teachers grabbing handfuls of sandwiches at a time... There is nothing like the fear of never seeing food again....
At the Hyde the "disappearing" pizza was somewhat reminiscent of the food grab at the NAPTOSA conference. The minute the pizza was placed on the table, there were hands snatching and grabbing at the slices and many sighs of disbelief from those who did not manage to get a piece. Quite a shock. The fight for food even in the land of plenty.... The fear of not getting food exists even in Europe...
We had a good time. Edson was showing us all the dance moves he knows. He practices them every night whenever he is at trade shows - which seems like hard days of work with endless parties at night. Geegee was learning from Edson and after she had a Whisky and Red Bull, she was on fire. The Red Bull really gave her wings. She did not want to leave at 2am to go home, even though she had to go to work the next morning. She wanted to keep dancing. Zaida had 2 stalkers... One guy who would not remove his glare from her had the most scary smile you can imagine. When he smiled he showed all his teeth. He appeared like a dracula. He became known as El Diablo (the devil|). He came on so strong and in such an obvious way. The other guy was so blunt, he came up and literally told her what he wanted. These Spanish Casanovas!! Edson was on a high and was dancing his unique yet cool moves to each song. It was another 4 o clock in the morning deal...
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