The Prof and I found a rather delightful restaurant this evening.
The food was unfussy and very tasty and the front-of-house host interestingly quirky with his somewhat unusual tableside delivery. He reminded me of a cross between a posh Russell Brand, John Cleese and Terry Thomas
When asked why the restaurant had an obituary of the hell-raiser Oliver Reed on the toilet wall, he replied with a wave of his hand and a breezy " It makes for an interesting read!" and when The Prof asked if he could add the tip on the card machine our host apologised describing the rules for not doing so as " positively Orwellian!"
What fun!
another date night with the prof - how fancy!
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Cheers!
This is so much nicer than the awful cherubs.
ReplyDeletecheers, parsnip.
First thought - oh, French onion soup! What did you eat?
ReplyDeleteAND it gave you something to post about.
ReplyDeleteI read this with a Kenneth Williams accent.
ReplyDeleteOh my yes
DeleteThat sounds like my kind of eatery!
ReplyDeleteYou sound like the Hattatts.
ReplyDeleteHigh praise indeed
DeleteHattat, now that is a name I have not seen for ages!
DeleteBut you sound like John to me and that is meant as high praise indeed.
A good "character" can make a meal out something to remember, even if the food is "unfussy"!
ReplyDeleteSounds like fun,
ReplyDeleteI guess that the menu was in French. Did it include Oeufs d'Ecosse?
ReplyDeleteSounds like my kinda eaterie.
ReplyDeleteSimple, well done French cuisine is wonderful... I hope this place is close enough you can return frequently?
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ReplyDeleteI imagine Oliver Reed's obituary would be interesting. My favourite restaurant toilet recently was one with blackboard and chalk within reach to play with.
ReplyDelete"Carrot cake,carrot cake, have ye any nuts?"
ReplyDeleteHow delightful. I think tips on cards are taxed so better to leave cash tips ( my daughter told me this when she was waitressing )
ReplyDeleteI loved bad boy Oliver Reed
Ollie Reed reminds me of the school geography trip to Box Hill, where we stood on the observation deck to study river meanders and ox bow lakes through the telescopes. Someone (actually official class clown, Steve Mason) trained theirs on the big house opposite, which happened to be Broome Hall, Ollie's home at the time. He was at home, entertaining on the terrace, so all our 2p pieces went on watching him instead.
ReplyDeleteFood wise, I do find that the less a restaurant blows its trumpet on the outside, the better on the inside.
Remember a lovely place on the A49 in Shropshire. On one side of the road was a pub with grub that emblazoned itself and the approaches with placards proclaiming it the best eaterie around. (It did, however include info that flashes a warning to all - "Coach Parties Welcome").
On the other side of the road was a typical black and white cob house, with a small hoarding saying simply "The White House - Restaurant. To reach the place meant turning off and looping round on a lane, but something had piqued my interest. It was well worth in. Excellent anglo/French food, and what struck me most of all was the list of suppliers/sources of their food took precedence in the menu over the wine list. It reflected the enthusiasm for what they cooked, and the respected for local farmers and growers.
This was a few years ago now, before we had the chickens and could go away for a week or so, but if if you ever find yourself on the road between Ludlow & Oswestry, keep a look out.
Oh don't you just love a louche, well read young man, it sounds like something out of Waugh.
ReplyDeleteSounds like fun. I can't help but pronounce the name as if it were Italian... Paisan!
ReplyDeleteAlways leave your tips in cash, that way the staff get to share them out and the taxman gets nothing.
ReplyDeleteDon't tell my brother I said that ..... he's a taxman!!
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