Dinner in the Dark

I'm having my 'first' tonight.

I've been invited out for dinner to a place called Dans le Noir, although the venue may change depending on my sister's knack of being able to book any table in London at short notice! But my sister has decided that she'd like to experience something that was recommended to her which is dining in complete darkness. How exciting!

The six of us; three girls, three boys, are going to meet in the bar for a quick drink to steady our nerves and then we'll be seated in the dark dining area.

The idea is for diners to experience taste, touch and smell with their other senses. Some of the staff are visually challanged so they'll be instrumental in getting us seated and comfortable. I can't wait. I love trying something new.

I look forward to the idea of not knowing who's next to me. I also look forward to not knowing what food I'm about to be served. I can leave all silly self-conscience at the door. I can spill my drink (like I always do) without shame, drop food on my clothes - which I do at every meal anyway. I don't care if my lipstick is smudged or my hair's sticking up or my stomach's bulging out of my dress.

I can hardly wait until tonight. I feel like taking a sleeping pill so that the waiting and anticipation doesn't kill me because my stomach's going to be churning with enough butterflies to make me sick by the time 7.30pm comes around.

I just hope that no one decides to play footsies with me.