The party isn’t over yet

The Ivy is my favourite restaurant and I’ve been lucky enough to go for three occasions lately. They have a lovely habit of asking if you’re celebrating anything and gifting you with a profiterole if you are. So we had one at D’s birthday meal much to his embarrassment, and I ate it. Then again at my birthday breakfast which I couldn’t fancy at 9am after an evening on the cocktails so my friends ate it. Today Anne treated me to lunch as a post birthday gift and out came my third profiterole! I took this one home with me. Next week my friend and I are having a belated joint 40th afternoon tea at the Ivy. It might start getting awkward!