today we strolled over to the bull and last to do a recce for jess's birthday.
what the hell is it with the bull and last ?
on a previous visit the menu had these dubious items on offer...
skate knobs !
today the menu looked like this...
duck tongues ?
after grilling the waitress ( which will probably be on the menu next time ) about how duck's tongues taste ( leave it ! - ed )
i ordered up a burger and admired the cutlery
the burger turned up accompanied by the black sheep of the potato family...
the triple cooked chip. in fairness it was absolutely corking.
afterwards, to help me face the walk back to whitfield towers i had a strong black coffee
it was as strong as you like.
nice one bull and last, i reckon you've got the gig.
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