California Grill with window seat and castle view.
Which is Ace. Like the cider
So we happy even if they are running 40 minutes late.
There is only one choice. The question just how mad you want to be.
Pretty sane today, Mel was pleased to know.
Chopsticks can only mean one thing...
Sushi!
Of the belly pork variety. None of that stinky undercooked fishy stuff.
Pork pate with mushroom crisp flatbread was Devine.
Here is the refit with all it's colours.
Deserts.
Strawberry and basil crumble, coke and vanilla float, cream and caramel with popcorn.
I can honestly say I have no idea which is the best.
Coke in little miniature bottle too. Ahh.
After such abuse on the body, water is good.
And for those like me that hate it, these neat little squeeze things are a godsend.
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