A Night Out at Crazy Homies, Notting Hill

for Paul:

TheCrabbieOne being her usual crazy self. She's unspeakably lovely in person, and wacky and wild, but not in a 'needs medication adjustment' kinda way ;)

70s and I wore BoPs. Obligatory shoe pic

We met at Crazy Homies. I immediately spotted crabbie & blue wig, which I HAD to try out. (some photos: courtesy of cupid'sAero)

Now, Crazy Homies is in a basement; it's a tiny room and there were a bunch of us. Our half of the place looked like this:

Now, the above ^ might lead you to believe that all we did was talk and drink and drink and talk. And drink. We ate too. Below, my dinner with two of the tribe of Spoons of Doom™

Some of us did some serious posing for pix

I know you've seen this group pic before, but I have to point out TheSkipper, far left, over there who was only wearing a shirt and pullover sweater, whereas I, far right, am wearing about 5 layers of clothing, gloves and a wool hat and was still cold. Hearty folks, those Northerners.