Food was great, and the party never got raucous or out of hand. methinks we are all getting to old for high revving stuff, although a fair amount of alcohol was consumed.
The Octopus has some interesting decor, and these pics, although a bit dark show off some of it.
It's located in a seaside village called St. James, named after a church which had been built there in the 1800's, and which was demolished (why?) in 1900.
We eventually left at 1am, and safely drove the 17 km back to our hotel.