Indonesian wine place

Chinese New Year is upon us, so we had a team dinner at a beautiful Indonesian restaurant Bali Bali - one of those in an old Shangainese alley homes with small winding stairs - lots of character. I don't usually drink except at such ocassions. The glass of wine was filled to its location low on the glass often, which made it seem one wasn't drinking at all. It was good Spanish wine. The food was spicy and tasty. I sticked to the vegetarian offerings. My favorite dish was a mushroom soup in coconut milk with fresh ginger and cilantro. My colleagues called me a guru when they found out I have been practicing yoga about 8 years. I said I'm a yogi. Guru is a high title. We all talked about our various plans for the upcoming holiday. Someone is going to the Ice Sculpture festival in Harbin, way up in the north east part of the country. I may be in as cold a place myself, if I get to the mountain park I'm planning to visit. Anyhow, under the circumstances, no practice tomorrow morning. Isn't it a moon day anyhow? Yea that gives me the excuse for the day off practice, but not an excuse for a day off work, haha.