Dough, it's those pesky Bloggers.

One of the great things about blogging is the blogging network that you build up. I never realised until I a maybe 3-4 months ago when I truly started to participate. Of course, you can blog and just keep to yourself, but if you reach out to others and introduce yourself, you find so many people who you share a common interest with. A bit like the ‘the real world’, you know you have the office social butterflies and the office hermit? Who gets invited to dinner dates? The butterfly. So here is me, Laura; Caterpillar to Butterfly. And who said social media was killing off real friends?

You might remember a few months ago I blogged about attending the Get the Label Urban event. Well I’ve stayed in contact with a few of the girls I met there, and so I thought it was high time we had good knees up and have a reunion.

I sent out a message and got the word out, arranged the date and chose the location- Dough Pizza Kitchen. I’d come across this little place on my surfing travels and just fell in love with their menu, as you will soon see why.

In the end, sadly we had quite a few cancellations due to work commitments (Bloggers are just so busy, sheesh!) that there only ended up being 4 of us; the gorgeous Frances, Rosy and Lola. But fear not! This meant there were more bubbles for us. Turns out you can work too hard girls...

Get the Label had cottoned on to my little shindig and on arrival surprised us with 2 bottles of bubbly. Nobodies like me don’t get this treatment, so I’m not going to lie, I felt rather special. A career in showbiz is looking awfully tempting right about now.

Being a good little fashion blogger. Top River Island, Necklace H&M, Skirt Topshop.

However I was soon itching to dive into diner. I pushed the menus under the noses of my dates, excited to see their reactions

The menu is so different to any other pizzeria I’ve come across.Forget mundane margarita, forget humdrum ham and pineapple. This menu was the contained the words, Teriyaki Salmon, Rum Infused Jerk and Smoked Trout. Hello!

I’m always on the lookout for the unusual, the interesting and sometimes the darn right bizarre. Who wants vanilla when you can have triple chocolate explosion?

I plumped for the Moroccan. The lamb was so tender it just melted in your mouth. Plus I am a big fan of hot fruit so apricots were a welcomed addition. Plus the honey yoghurt helped.

Frances picked Paella pizza; Garlic marinated squid, king prawns, chorizo, and chicken. Could you ask for anything more?

While Goats Cheese isn’t too exotic, the caramelised onions were done to perfection.

Rosy went for Smoked chicken with smoked cheese. I don’t think I spoke to her for a good 5 minutes.

I defiantly didn’t need dessert, but I just can’t say no.

Forks at the ready!

I also can’t say no to cocktails. Call me easy, but if someone says cocktails, I’ll come running. We finished the night in Dry Bar, an iconic bar of the Northern Quarter just a block away (oh how American of me). Apparently Madonna and Liam Gallagher have graced it with their presence.