Dreading vertigo, I went along with Elaine, Gaia and Hania to see the film Man on Wire this evening. We were totally enthralled by it – and couldn’t stop discussing it as we walked from Soho to Charlotte Street to have dinner at Roka, in Charlotte Street, with Hania’s long-standing friend Emma.
The food was exquisite, with a green plum sake that reminded me of a dinner I had many years ago in Tokyo with the Vice-Chairman of Sony. Then we had three different sakes, each made from a different part of the rice grain and each from a different part of Japan. After the first, he asked me what I thought of it. I replied that it was like putting your tongue into an icy mountain stream – and being able to taste, in at least three dimensions, every pebble back to the source. A quite remarkably delightful evening – and another today.
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