A Sunday session has always been one of my favourite alcoholic pastimes.They are a rare and generally far from satisfying experience in New Zealand where Sunday still remains a day to recover from the Saturday night, and by mid day start preparing oneself for the working week. Perhaps it is the kiwi Protestant/Calvinist hangover. Sundays are'nt for fun. And afterall, there is too much on the telly and it would be a shame to miss out. Best stay at home. Hence the ghost town atmosphere even in New Zealand's largest city.
So my first introduction to how delightful a messy Sunday could be was my wonderfully debauched experience as a Kiwi on his OE (overseas experience), living in London, with a million other antipodeans, and making the occasional trek to Kings Cross, and 'The Church'. The Church was similar to the real thing in several respects, for example the attendees were all united in a common devotion to seek a certain edification. A high if you will. The difference was the means by which we attained such states of enlightenment. The previous years of Sunday self denial only enhanced the experience.
Fast forward over a decade to another Sunday. In Kuala Lumpur. Prego restaurant is attached to the Westin Hotel in the 'Golden Triangle' district of central KL. Every Sunday they offer a Buffet 'all you can eat' with free bubbly, with an incredibly attractive price tag considering the extortionist price of booze in this town. There was certainly no drunken debauchery this time but we certainly got our fill of what was on offer, and unlike my Sunday sessions last century, I needed an afternoon nap that became an early evening nap.
A highly recommended treat for people who like to spoil themselves.
aaahhhh the Church. Memories ....
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