They say time flies when you’re having fun, but has it really, truly been 10 years that Bambuddha Grove has been the source? They’ve dubbed it a decade of decadence, and we certainly can’t argue, because when it comes to throwing parties, Bambuddha Grove have always scored the perfect ten.
With the who’s who of Ibiza flocking to the temple in droves, the 2010 opening party was no exception. There were multiple generations of islanders here, hip 40-ish Ibiza parents with their cool teenage kids, back home from schools in London for the Easter break, the over-50 artsy and quirky retirees, the 20-something Ibiza youth brigade (who really aren’t the young Morna kids I keep remembering them as!), the funky cool 30-something restaurateur set, still in mingle mode from the night before… there were even three generations of White-ettes at the dinner table at one point, although Little Miss White had to be chauffeured home to bed after she’d finished her ice cream.
In the Siam bar, the music was going on a journey that seemed to span Bambuddha’s lifetime. Touches of house, a little bit of Goa-esque trance, some tribal beats… subtle enough early in the night to ensure you could still hold a conversation, but inspiring enough to dance later on!
Meanwhile, in the restaurant honour of the decade of decadence, Bambuddha’s chef had created a 10-spice laksa for the occasion. Miss W opted out, as my hankering for Pad Thai was just too strong to resist (it’s been a while between Bambuddha meals!) but thankfully one of the White-ettes obliged by ordering the special dish. As I looked around the room and saw many a guest fanning themselves with their serviette or dabbing at perspiration below their eyes, I decided to just take her word for it on the potency of the spice. A girl’s got to be conscious of not spoiling her eye make-up you know!
THE GOOD: It was great seeing all the photos of Bambuddha Grove in years gone by projected onto a big screen in the bar while we were mingling with our cocktails! A very young Sasha and Jonjon, many different incarnations of John Moon, plus loads of familiar island faces at various stages throughout their lives… and looks!
THE BAD: One of the things I don’t like about restaurant opening parties (and it happens at many of them) is the way there are quite often two dinner settings. Let me preface that by saying I know, I know, I know! They have to do it in order to cater to everyone, but I just find that sitting down at 8pm is too early for me, making me peak too soon, what with three course, cocktails and wine… but then eating my main meal at around midnight just seems too late, and I don’t really like being stuck at my table while the party is heating up everywhere else. Oh the dilemma!
THE GOSSIP: Although, as always, there was barely room to move in the bars by the end of the night, there were a few notable no-shows. While Miss W doesn’t want to name any names, she couldn’t help but wonder if it was due to the fact that the previous night’s partying had taken its toll, or if those in question were actually attending a mysterious villa party elsewhere on the island. I mean seriously, who throws a party on the night Bambuddha Grove opens anyway? And errr… why weren’t we invited?