tangy red

I had been anticipating a slight fashionable poncingness to tonight's target restaurant but it was pleasantly un-upitsarse and tasty about the food-things, if slightly small of sausage-portion and not able to generate cheesecakes of the standards mantained by places like the Water of Leith bistro. It was sufficiently unfancy to permit Stuart to have a small dish of tomato ketchup with his main course. Whilst the table initially seemed extremely small and cramped it was also extremely easy to hear everything that any of the other seven people said (aided by a lack of too-loud fashionable background music) resulting in a rather enjoyable evening, despite it also involving driving through the centre of Glasgow twice.