Yes, I digress. So we bid summer adieu with a tear in the corners of our eyes, and yet autumn sweeps in with the promise of a new beginning. The golden leaves, the soft light, the amber glow of the setting sun. This was one of those days filled with expectation and yet I had no plans until a phone call came with an invitation to go for cocktails at one of my favourite haunts in Liverpool, the Pan-Asian restaurant Matou. It is a place which holds many amazing memories for me, since I have been going there for years, and it makes me so happy to go back. So, I dusted off my ruby slippers and skipped merrily into the city. Having a little time to kill when I arrived, I sloped through the streets at a pace which can only be described as dawdling , admiring the beautiful architecture which is just one of the things that makes this city so great. Doorways, I have a thing for doorways, and staircases. Gargoyles too. Yes, we have established that I am a little, shall we say eccentric. I blame my mother, she is an absolute history fiend and has dragged me on architectural appreciation trips to everywhere from Egypt to Dublin over the years. Not that I mind, as she has instilled in me an appreciation for truly beautiful buildings. With a hop, a skip and a jump down Water Street, I discerned by staring up at the beautiful and familiar clock face of The Liver Building, that it was time for my date with a Mojito or two...
Here is what I wore:
Head to toe Primark apart from the bag which is Marc B at Topshop.
After a warm welcome from the staff, (special shout out to the ever lovely Roshan) it was time to cast an appreciative eye over the cocktail list. Before I knew it I was happily installed on the deck of the restaurant with a chilled Mojito in my hand. Even though there was an autumnal chill in the air, it was a glass full of summer with the perfect amount of mint and lime to counterbalance the rum and soda water. Matou is one of the places to go for a perfect cocktail in Liverpool, and the stunning views from the terrace and the restaurant make it an exceptional place to drink or dine. After a while sipping our drinks outside and watching the iconic Mersey Ferry chugging to and fro across the river, it got a little chillier so we headed indoors to peruse the wine list.
Matou is also a really good place to people watch, and we soaked up the atmosphere with a deliciously crisp Pinot Grigio and later a perfectly smooth Merlot, bursting with undertones of cherries and plums. Well what a lovely day. We didn't eat there on this occasion, but having done so many times, I can confirm that the food tastes every bit as lovely as it smells. So, after hours of fun, the dark inkwell of night poured across the Liverpool sky, and the clock face of The Liver Building took on its evening glow. We finally wrenched ourselves away and went in search of the only place to feast when a naughty afternoon cocktail descends into a whole day of drinking, yes everybody, I mean McDonalds. I know, I know ;)
It really was a perfect day and I felt almost like Cinderella as I skipped through the city streets at midnight, again soaking up all of the amazing architecture. Let's just say that Sunday was a day of recovery!
A delicious Mojito.
Two drinks and ripped jeans :)
A stunning view over the River Mersey.
I hope that you enjoyed my fairy-tale foray into the city! I love to read your sweet comments and I follow back my followers.
Until next time,