My mum won a meal voucher in a raffle for a very posh restaurant in Radstock. The coupon had been sitting on the shelf, gathering dust, for sometime, and it was due to expire at the end of June. This evening, we went along to sample the delights…
The restaurants I normally visit include Frankie and Benny’s, Garfunkles and Nandos. This place was VERY different. For one thing, half the items on the menu I had never heard of. I know Quail’s eggs are supposed to be a luxury, but they actually sold quail – the bird that lays the golden egg!
The meal took ages to arrive, and all I had to munch on was a glass of nuts and an orange juice. The only alcohol they sold was vintage wine. I wasn’t expecting Thatcher’s Gold, but a pint of lager or even a Magners would have been nice :o(
The food that finally did arrive was amazingly presented – like Gordon Ramsey had put it together. The chicken meat was some of the best I have ever tasted. If any of my readers actually have chickens, please feed them corn – it makes the breast taste lush. Sadly, it was a case of quality, not quantity, and I was left hungry after my very small, but delicious, portion.
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Anonymous
July 11, 2008 - 8:51 amAre you sure this was in Rad'shithole'stock? Seems like a mistake to me.