Initial
Almost completed my main feeding run. Only a few non-Glenelg places to go now. My list is getting very low now. After last week’s disaster, where I tried three different places
As I discuss various feeding options with the waiter, the couple on the next table interject, recommending the duck ravioli. I usually don’t eat pasta. It’s rarely sufficiently tasty or
“Welcome to Giallo Wine Bar. Would you like to see our wine list?” “Ah… no thanks.” :| I’m impressed by the automatic door. It’s classier than one might expect. The wall has a
Down at West Lakes again, just a few hops down from Zak’s, where I went a few days ago. New view of the same small lake. I’m in the West Lakes Hotel here. The place is fairly
After last night’s feed-tastrophe, where I went to three restaurants that either weren’t restaurants, didn’t exist, or were duplicates if restaurants I’d already been to, I’m glad to now
Just picking off a few out-of-the-way places. Have driven up to West Lakes, in the north-western suburbs. I’m not familiar with the area. I’m on the outskirts of the Westfield
Came here last night, but place was closed at 8:20. Waiter informs me that four of the eight non-pasta menu items aren’t available.
After winding my way through the foothills, a stranger at the service station eventually points me in the direction of Windy Point. The view of the city here is amazing. I’ve never
My list of feederies is getting small now. There’s almost no rating information about this place online. I’m in Hindley Street’s Hotel Grand Chancellor. I have to leave my surname
The third and final episode of my visit to Hindmarsh Square. Chinese waitress reads out very long list of specials from her notepad. I can’t understand any if it, but I don’t order