I go to restaurants to eat food. You’d think this is obvious but perhaps it should not be taken for granted. Take restaurants on High St Armadale. Not exactly a place with a great reputation for food. When so many of the customers are anorexic blondes, you know they’re not there for the food. They don’t seem to be there for the atmosphere either. Maybe they’re just filling in time between facials.
But it’s diplomatic to spend some time with friends on their turf as they spend so much time on mine.…
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