girlsdontcry's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- No. Egg. Custard. Tarts So dinner at the 43rd best restaurant in the world was kind of, well, we just didn't get off to a great start when the waiter asked if we would like drinks and we said we'd like a beer and instead of saying "OK" or maybe outlining the beers on offer (including some Italian beer that they're attempting to flog at �17.90 a bottle), he said: "How about a Champagne Bellini, made with fresh peach juice!" God, it was like being would-you-like-to-supersize-that-ed at McDonald's. But worse! I mean, if you want a beer, you don't want a Bellini. Maybe if we'd said "a glass of white wine" then that could've been transformed (upsold) into a Bellini. But a beer, we asked for beer. Also, in my opinion, Bellinis should be made with Champagne and therefore need not be referred to as a "Champagne" Bellini. It goes without saying. Then they brought us the wrong cheung fun, and although the one they brought was kind of alright, the one we had ordered would've been much much nicer and we didn't insist on them changing it over. AND... they had no egg custard tarts! Blah, really, so much for being the 43rd best restaurant: being suggestively sold cocktails by a humourless waiter, and brought the wrong food, and then not having an item on the menu (unless egg custard is out of season, in which case I withdraw this criticism). Well, the best thing was that two minutes after I'd said I'd never seen anyone famous there before, Daisy Goodwin walked in. But that was only exciting for me, because they'd no idea who Daisy Goodwin is. Even though she has been on BBC Two. I can't believe Kylie has breast cancer. But if Olivia can get through it, so can Kylie, right? (Wow, did any other Australians know that ON-J once dated Ian Turpie??!) 11:52 a.m. - 2005-05-17 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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