Day 25: Twelve years and counting

I chose the restaurant because of its name. Penny at One Penny Red. Little did I know that it’s also one of Penny’s favourite restos. And for good reason, the wine selection and desserts there are to die for.

Friendships should be like wine. They get better with time.

Tonight I had dinner with one of my best friends. It’s weird saying “one of” because it somehow makes it sound less special. But there is nothing unspecial about my friendship with Penny. She’s my ride-or-die bestie. If anything, I am just extremely lucky that I can count so many people in my life as “best” – Belle, Vern, Brenda x 2, ate Malou, Violi and Charles. These are the people close to my heart.

But there we were – celebrating our 12th friendversary, and her birthday in the beautiful surrounds and food of One Penny Red.

I chose the restaurant because of its name. Penny at One Penny Red. Little did I know that it’s also one of Penny’s favourite restos. And for good reason, the wine selection and desserts there are to die for.

Three hours later and I’m on a deserted train carriage going back to Central. It felt like the dinner was just a dream. But it was definitely twice the reason to celebrate. Friends like Penny are hard to come by. And my life is infinitely all the better for it.

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