1/5 Simon S. 7 months ago on Google
Well,
mates,
let
me
tell
you
about
this
recent
dining
experience
my
missus
and
I
had.
Now,
I'm
all
for
believing
that
a
dodgy
meal
should
be
a
rare
thing,
but
sometimes
life
serves
up
a
clanger,
and
this
was
one
of
those
times.
So
there
we
were,
strolling
down
the
street,
when
our
peepers
caught
sight
of
this
bustling
joint.
Grilled
prawns
sizzling
away,
fish
dishes
that'd
make
Poseidon
proud
–
it
all
seemed
like
a
jolly
good
spot.
We
thought,
"Why
not
give
it
a
whirl?"
The
missus
fancied
those
grilled
prawns,
bless
her
heart.
She
went
all
in,
ordered
a
whoppin'
400
grams
of
the
beauties.
Yours
truly,
I
had
my
eye
on
some
local
cod,
and
another
fishy
number
to
boot.
Chuck
in
a
bit
of
simple
lettuce
action,
and
of
course,
a
pint
of
the
good
stuff
and
a
dash
of
sparkling
water.
Now,
the
service
kicked
off
with
a
bang.
That
pint
and
bubbly
water
slid
onto
the
table
faster
than
you
can
say
"knife,"
and
those
prawns
danced
their
way
over
too.
Let
me
tell
you,
they
were
a
masterpiece
–
juicy,
fresh,
cooked
to
perfection.
Mouth
waterin'
just
at
the
thought.
But
here's
where
the
hiccup
hit.
My
grub?
Nowhere
to
be
seen.
The
missus
polished
off
her
plate
like
a
trooper,
and
I
was
still
twiddlin'
me
thumbs.
Even
the
second
pint
the
waiter
kindly
offered
took
a
gap
year
before
showing
up.
Waited
around
20
minutes,
or
maybe
it
felt
more
like
a
bloomin'
hour,
and
still
no
sign
of
my
order.
Hangry
vibes
were
in
full
swing,
and
we
were
well
and
truly
parched.
So,
after
a
solid
25
minutes
post-prawns,
we
threw
in
the
towel,
canceled
the
rest
of
the
order,
and
hightailed
it
outta
there.
So
there
you
have
it,
chums.
Not
every
meal
can
be
a
smash
hit,
and
this
time
we
drew
the
short
straw.
The
prawns
were
the
real
heroes
of
the
day,
but
sadly,
the
rest
of
the
experience
left
us
with
growlin'
stomachs
and
a
longing
for
more
prompt
service.
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