Rolling stone rolling home

Posh times with Dave. Last frequented for mum's 60th over a decade ago, tonight's 10 year in the making visit was to celebrate it being Wednesday, still being alive and on the spur of the moment after seeing their 4 course vegan menu circulating on the Book of Face. That last bit applies to me only, not the bearded carnivore.

Being the world's unhealthiest vegetarian for 34 years means I really needed some healthy vegan nosh by intravenous drip to see how the other half live. Washed down by gin. Obviously. Have to confess it was the Best chocolate brownie ever. Which means I would be the world's most unhealthiest Vegan. I'll stick to being veggie as I couldn't keep up the pretence around my clandestine cheese consumption.

As for being a sophisticated couple enjoying each other's company...lets just say Dave struggles to have adult conversations in posh places and instead specialises in a Father Ted-esque approach to conversation. In no way reflective of the lovely food, tonight he invented a game of "Boakies!" In homage to Dick and Dom's infamous "Bogies!". I got him out of there before he took boakies to the very loud extreme.

Good food and a wee table drive-by from the amiable Chef in his tartan patchwork trousers himself for a chat. I look forward to my next visit in 2028.