two delicious culture-fed gorge-fests in 48 hours! not bad going... not written for a few days so after the beginning of my week, working hard in the gym and my spanish class (well giggling and attempting spanish conversation with hot guys isn't that hard work) i thought i definitly deserved a few drinks out with my favourite girls. therefore thursday night saw an evening of munching thai with my little sis (not so little, she's only a few years younger than me) hence we shopped, sipped mulled wine in the manchester markets and finally found ourseleves in a cheap little studenty thai restaurant. here we nibbled prawn crackers (yum) dunked veggie spring rolls in sweet chilli sauce (mmmmm) and worked our way through humongous plates of tofu pad thai (double yum) As you can guess we trudged our way back to the train station feeling very very pogged. it didn't stop me buying a tiny weeny (honestly!) thortons chocolate while we waited for the train hee hee...

i DEFINITLY woke up with the 'friday feeling' yesterday, really couldn't prise myself out from under my covers and spent the entire day feeling lazy, unmotivated to do absoulutly anything. i did however feel extremely overjoyed all day too as it was friday which entailed night out and mega lie-in the next morning. my friend and i managed to leave work early and after getting changed in the toliets we set off for tapas and wine in the centre of manchester. getting changed at work isn't exactly like the 3am girls changing into their sparkly tops and stilletos for the celebrity party they're about the blag their way into.. no our toliets (well 'toliet' singular) are very un-chic and on leaving we get stared at, due to morphing from apron-clad deli girl to high heels and lipstick. at least they don't have to spray any lovely 'pine scented' fragnaces due to the remains of our Dior perfume. we spent the next 5 hours perched at a little table in an authentic greek/spanish (not sure) tavena bar with a bottle of house red and a few plates of yummy tapas.

the absolutely scrummy warm pitta bread piled with roast veggies, humous and falafel reminds me of a rant i've been meaning to discuss for a while.... BREAD??!! i work in a sandwich shop and 'viola' we have a lot of bread (no kidding!) and i'm the only english girl who works there during the week, the rest of my friends are excitingly from all different easten european countries, which provides them (and me) with much entertainment as they teach me various words in their language which i promptly forget. so anyway, i can't believe how many hundreds and thousands of different names there are for various shapes and sizes of bread... and if it's hard for me imagine the problems they find! take for example the small round bread used for bacon, sausages etc...:

barm cake (or barm): the name i call it, plus everyone born and bred in the north west and the name we teach to every poor newcomer who works at the deli. completely and utterly impossible for any southerner to commredhend ever using this name.

bap: southern equivilant. i would only ever hear this word used by men (and definitly not of my generation) talking about women's boobs.

muffin: muffin??!! excuse me? a muffin is one of two varieties and defintly never the latter form. should instead be used for either a deliciously morish, bad but sweet cake full of fruit or chocolate that prompts the name of 'muffin-top' for fat girls who's extra weight falls over the top of their jeans. either this or a little small bread toasted with butter, usually termed an 'english muffin'.. very yum.

roll: hate this name.. very confusing, very unspecific and always feel like raising an eyebrow (if i actually could) at any customer using this word. without the cocky eyebrow raise i always proceed to question them as to whether they are referring to barmcake or baguette, both quite 'roll shaped' in their individual ways.

bun: fair enough a bun is a bun, this is deemed acceptable to use.

... i think they are more but my brain has failed me on my saturday morning lie in due to my single day off in the week. i will update when i think or hear more... (maybe i should keep a list in my apron pocket) so anyhow.. this is only for one type of bread!!!!! imagine the poor confusion of my deli-girls surronding the same number of various names for a bagette!!...

that's enough of my bread rambling and renditions of my evenings out over the past few days... i'm off to enjoy a very very lazy saturday in a new cafe with my mum and tonight having an evening in with my sister, her boyfriend and best friend (back from uni for the weekend) having our very own mini-dinner party. yep.. it's italien tonight.. third country in three days.. english food - poof boring!!