on saturday afternoon, in a pub which shall remain nameless,
mrs w ordered up a dish from the specials board.
scallops on turnip puree with pancetta and some salad nonsense...
what do you think ?
take a closer look...
that's right... pretty central as you look at it... perched cheekily amongst
the leaves was an elastic band !
i pointed it out and asked if the chef would like it back or could we could keep it.
in fairness we were not charged for this dish, though we were not allowed to keep
the elastic band either.