Continuing on with our version of “The Twelve Days of Christmas” to make your move festive, the next line in the original is: “On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me nine ladies dancing.

Please join me in now singing our Christmas carol:

“On the ninth day of Christmas, London gave to me…

fine BELLY-DANCING…”

…and fine Moroccan cuisine as well at Pasha restaurant in South Kensington. Bringing a taste of the exotic to spice up our lives, Pasha is my go-to whenever entertaining guests. It’s pricey, but nice for a special night out, with generous portions, great wine, tiered dessert platters of Turkish delight and baklava to wash down with mint tea, and, if you’re really in the spirit, indulge in some flavored sidewalk shisha (hookah). And need I mention there are belly dancers?

 

So now, to continue caroling:

“…housemaids a-cleaning,
several swans in Round Pond,
farmer’s market goose eggs,
fiiiiive O-lym-pic riiiiings!
Soaring raptor birds,
sweet French crepes,
a pub named Dove,
and a Partridge’s Kraft Mac-n-Cheese.”

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