Because with the amount of giggling and talking I was doing last night at the Hobart tweetup there was a very real possibilty that my teeth could have shot right out of my mouth and flown across the room and that, just isnt a good look. It is one of the tricky little downsides to shiny false teeth, the other downside is not being able to eat really crunchy things but that is a story for another day.
Last night a group of tweeters? Twitterers? People who tweet, met up for drinks and nibbles at Remi de Provence in South Hobart and it was great fun. I wish that I had though to ask where the brie was from as it was divine, the blue was gorgeous and the pate was very good.
I had been a bit nervous beforehand, I hoped that I would like everyone and more importantly I hoped that they would like me as well. As Veronica and I walked across the road to the restaurant my nerves were forgotten as I recognized people by their photos. Once inside we were guided to our seats in the corner of a small room and immediately we all started talking and laughing and exchanging our proper names.
The group was @Samaramc , also found at Samara McIlroy @StephenEstcourt,also found at Reminiscence of a Food Tragic, @MaryEstcourt, also found at The constant gardener, @utsicafe,also found at ut si, @SleeplessNights also found at Sleepless Nights and the blogless ones, The Prof ,@quinnal, @JoHCook and of course there was me @frogpondsrock.
We did have a camera but as the light was very flattering the photos are very blurry, so you will just have to imagine us all in our sparkly glory, eyes glowing, hair shiny, free of children and stable of tooth.
I would like to organise another tweet up in Hobart very, very soon and everyone is invited. We need a venue that has a bit more space than Remi’s, though I am happy to go back there just for the cheese alone. So any suggestions from Hobart people on a venue is more than welcome. We need to consider the ease of parking as well as somewhere that we can talk and be heard easily but they wont mind if we are a bit noisy and the food needs to be decent.
In the spring time I would like to organise a tweetup at the gardens so that children can come as well. That will be fun.
In other blog meeting news I am meeting up with Watershedd tomorrow at Salamanca market and I am looking forward to that very much. I must remember to glue my teeth in for that one as well. hehe.
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I just read on Anne’s blog that she was meeting a friend in Hobart and I wondered if it was you (but who else??). Have a wonderful time! And if I come to Hobart will you glue your teeth in for me too? xo
Yay for tweetups! Glad you had fun.XO
Yes, it was good fun! We need to organise another one, so that people who weren’t able to attend last night’s can come. Would love to meet the rest of the Tassie tweeters.
How lovely that you all meet up! That is beautiful. Oh, and having witnessed my dad shoot his teeth across a crowded bar in San Francisco many years ago, I can agree, it is not a good look.
Remind me to blog about that.
Happy FYB Friday!
L
Sounds as though you all had a great time.
Yeay for tweetups! BG Xx
Ahhh, polygrip. Do you have plain or mint flavoured? I preferred plain since I found the mint interfered with the taste of other things, especially coffee. Now I have a new, much tinier, denture which doesn’t require glue. (it’s only one tooth).
Sounds like your twittermeet was fantastic fun. I would have loved to be a fly on the wall. A warm weather one in a garden for kids to come along? Best Idea Ever.
A lot of fun…went too fast. Need another one with more tweeters soon.
Ahh that sounds like a great evening! 🙂
I love meetups – tweetups 0 whatever it takes to get two or more bloggers in the same place at the same time.
Tweeting IS SO blogging – it’s just ‘Micro-blogging’, that’s all.
Yay for you all, glad you had a lovely time. Now, how do we arrange a London/Hobart/Perth tweetup?
Years ago, my mother who lost all her teeth at the age of 21, in a particiularly violent episode of vomiting, lost her dentures down the loo. Suffice to say, no-one went fishing for them!
It was lovely to meet up and the GOFA and I had a lovely day wandering Salamanca’s market stalls and stores. I saw no ghosts on our boooked evening jaunt, but the pics may yet reveal something. The GOFA, ever the more senisitive soul, did perhaps, perceive a shadee or two. We shall see.