Anyhoo. A long time ago Dan took me for dinner. We were originally going to Bolero (or bollllero if you're an idiot like me) but it was shut, so instead we opted for Marwood - an ordinary looking pub from the outside, but bright, cosy and sophisticated inside. Side note: we've recently got a new bed, which means outfit photos are near enough impossible. Enjoy the bottom of my Miss S dress and Primark heels.
I can't actually remember the menu names of these, but they were delicious. I've never eaten Halloumi before, but thoroughly enjoyed it. As per, I went for the salmon. It also came with a potato salad which I was less keen on, but generally the starters were good.
Looking at that photo on the left you wouldn't believe I'm a photographer would you? Dan had a fillet of seabass with new pots, capes and greens, with sweet potato fries. He cleared his plate within seconds, so I assume that was the seal of approval.
Finally, I had beef bourguignon and bubble and squeak. Despite eating it in June (?) it was genuinely Christmas in a dish. So yummy, and nicely filling without leaving me bloated. Just look at that crisp pastry, oozing thick, juicy gravy. Mmm.
Stop licking the screen.
Seriously.
I had my usual tipple of gin, lemonade and lime (x2) and Dan had a beer. The whole meal came to around £60, so much more of a one-off than a regular £30 meal that we might ordinarily have. Worth it though.
As were these. He isn't so bad, I suppose.
