A Quiet Dinner, A Leaky House

We're in London, continues...

Last night we had a quiet dinner at one of our favorite restaurants ever, Moti Mahal.

We're a little concerned because there was only one other person there during our entire dinner. Well, maybe it's because it's Monday. Even our other favorite, Le Deuxieme, was not packed when we walked past it. We are just concerned because we love Moti Mahal so much and would be really upset if it closed. It has been packed in the past, in fact so much so that we had to sit downstairs. Fingers crossed it was just a quiet Monday night.

As always, our dinner was incredible. And they have one of the best pink champagnes ever.

In the meantime I got an email from our landscaper back in California that there was water flowing out of the basement from the hot water heater. Of course. We are in London and something has to go wrong with the new house that we haven't even moved into yet in California =:-0

And irony of ironies, the one person I could have called to take care of it, who has a key to the house, etc. is our friend Teresa except she is due to arrive at our house here in London later this morning where she is staying for two weeks. Now that's ironic.

Last night after I got the email (afternoon in California) I left a desperate voice mail for our real estate agent and sent an email begging for assistance. Our super amazing fabulous real estate agent (I'm not kidding, she is astonishingly wonderful) is on vacation so today I got an email from her assistant who had it all taken care of by six o'clock yesterday. Wow! I am blown away by their kindness and dedication. Thank you, Patty and Donna!

And in a few short hours, Teresa is indeed arriving in London. There will be much hugging and squealing gurl laughter. I can't wait!