GP - dreaming of a black christmas
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The repurposed railway arches that housed Beagle's bar and restaurant were decked in shades of black: black christmas trees glittering with sparkly and satiny black ornaments, black wreaths with perfectly tied bows, black garlands draping along the walls and bar, ribbons edging the long banquet benches in the restaurant dining room. A gentle snow seemed to fall from the ceiling, a specially designed lighting effect much more pleasant than the cold and wet that would've accompanied real snow. Christmas music played over hidden speakers, setting the mood without interfering with conversation.
The Kraken Black Christmas feast was a different spin on the holiday than you'd find most places, and yet, a christmas feast all the same. All the flavors of the season were there, both in the bar's specialty cocktails and in the feast itself, served banquet-style to those fortunate enough to get tickets - mulled wine, egg nog, roasts and stuffing and puddings, and so much more. Yet the food and drinks all shared the same theme as the decor, shades of black augmented with squid ink, charcoal, or black sesame seeds.
Guests had been encouraged to continue the theme with black festive attire, but it wasn't required, and spots of color could be found here and there along the table or mingling in the bar. There was one thing everyone could agree on, though. No matter how black the theme, the mood was anything but dark.
The Kraken Black Christmas feast was a different spin on the holiday than you'd find most places, and yet, a christmas feast all the same. All the flavors of the season were there, both in the bar's specialty cocktails and in the feast itself, served banquet-style to those fortunate enough to get tickets - mulled wine, egg nog, roasts and stuffing and puddings, and so much more. Yet the food and drinks all shared the same theme as the decor, shades of black augmented with squid ink, charcoal, or black sesame seeds.
Guests had been encouraged to continue the theme with black festive attire, but it wasn't required, and spots of color could be found here and there along the table or mingling in the bar. There was one thing everyone could agree on, though. No matter how black the theme, the mood was anything but dark.
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Date: 2016-12-13 08:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-12-15 03:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-12-15 08:27 pm (UTC)"What brings you here tonight, if not to be seen?"
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Date: 2016-12-15 09:11 pm (UTC)"A friend invited me to come with him," Curnen answered easily, her eyes automatically scanning the room for and quickly finding Willy. It helped that he was giant and on top of that had very big hair. "And because I couldn't resist. I had to know why someone would do this to food."
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Date: 2016-12-15 09:30 pm (UTC)"Because they can. Because people will pay for it... and talk about it." It was a gimmick, that was all. And people would pay for it for any number of reasons: curiosity, to be seen, to say they had, artistic sensibilities, etc.
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Date: 2016-12-16 04:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-12-19 07:34 pm (UTC)