Carvery.
It's the bane of my life.
You go into a pub for a something to eat and this is what you have to endure...
1: Getting into a queue with those trays - you know the ones? I HATE them! slippy bastards.
2: Queuing like it's ration russia with the rest of the punters lining up for yer "grub"
3: Getting greeted by the "chef" who you know was in the Irish army. (not necessarily a bad thing)
4: Having him put whatever food is in the steel trays onto your tray and ushering you away
now...my point is this....you could be ordering a fucking salad and you'll STILL feel like you've swallowed a duck down pillow afterwards - what is it with Carvery?
A Chicken Salad smothered in gravy or something!
Jesus!
3 comments:
lol there there Puppy. I was in Blanch Towncentre the other day and Dunnes have a cafe thing there now, in store. We went to check it otu and I just turned on me heels within seconds. I hate that line up for your mass-cooked slop type of food. So I went to O'Brien's instead. mmmmmmmm
See?
That's a perfect example of what people should do.
god knows there's enough fooderies in this country without you having to wait in line to be ripped off and made ill!!
Carvery
Rocks
It's official.
Hint: Get there early so all the stuff is fresh. We had a carvery in Millenium last week and 4 of us were stuffed to the gills for 25 blips. Ye can't argue with that.
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