Dakota

We were in Manchester last night at the Dakota Grill for a Christmas meal with my work buddies.

Mr A offered to give me and a couple of the girls a lift, so to boost testosterone levels male/female ratios, my boss very kindly said Mr A could join us.
I did offer to pay for his share but boss man wouldn’t hear of it!

The Dakota is a gorgeous place, where we were treated to a three course meal in their private dining room, complete with butler. I’m not used to the ‘yes madam, certainly madam’ style of service and am more than happy to pour my own glass of water.

The food for the most part was great; we all found the jus a little too salty on the chicken dish, but the selected starters and desserts were amazing.

Mr A and I formed the mid point of the table and although we tried to talk to everyone, we connected most with the rowdy side. My sides and cheeks were aching from laughing!

I think it’s great to see people out of work and we had a really good night, despite the early call for last orders.

I had meant to get a group photo of us all dolled up and out of our clinical environment, but this art installation in the foyer served as a good blip in the absence of that.
We thought we were seeing things; a dog at the table?
It was really well done and the dog was really realistic; it even barked when I touched it….thanks to a cheeky Mr A! :-)

DQ x

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