Foodstory

Dave and Me, alone, heading out for food, like a sort of date? On a Tuesday night? In the big smoke? Unheard of! Bloody hell! We might have ripped a new tear in the space time continuum for even thinking about it let alone actually doing it. But we did, all his idea too. Top brownie points. And he endured the hipstery feel of the place, which is definitely on the cusp of being too much, so he was occasionally grimacing, which made me laugh, inside and out. Because i'm evil. But the food WAS big time lovely.