2014-2017 Cycle
After heading to a distant restaurant that wasn't open, I deployed my trusty Urbanspoon app. The nearest fancy restaurant was even further out.
So, here I am, in Clarendon. :)
Busy tonight. I'm given a bar stool at the back.
Also, this is the 300th edition of The Feed Report!
I enter this restaurant through a door, off a street. Oh, how cliche!
Next I'll probably asked to choose food from a printed list!
This place used to be D'Artagnan, a reasonable French restaurant.
I had assumed "the Jungle" would be the Kent Hotel's weak new theme for a restaurant that opened around two months ago.
I was anazed at what I found.
A rambla is a ravine. I already knew that though. :)
The place is full of trendies, and me. No one knows who I really am. :) I'm like Clark fucking Kent.
Where's the hill? Does everyone here have to say Grace? So many stupid questions. So few answers. :|
The real parliament is across the road. I'm not sure who's going to fall for this fake. The "o" on the end is what gave it away for me.
This is a surprisingly fancy (and good) restaurant, hidden amongst suburbia.
The staff here are odd, but interesting. :)
Greek food tends to be simple, whereas I'm personally looking for complex tastes, so I'm not much of a fan of Greek food.
On the way into the city, I notice the traffic is thin. It isn't too hard to park, either…
I discover most things aren't open…
Damn you public holidays!!! :O