Chequers, gin, beef, conviviality with a smattering of Stewart Lee, Mark E Smith and Torture Garden. Three hours of pure pleasure.
To be honest I was flagging by the time the steak turned up and it was with less of a bang than a whimper that I consumed the last meal of 2017.
Last night a fish bar saved my life. Well, kind of.
All those stick balancing Yoda scroungers ,now transformed by the Magic of Christmas into rapacious aerial Santas, make a mockery of the imperial pomposity of the Square's original plan far more effectively than Shrigley's tragic waste of bronze could ever do.
I can't wait to go back to Bistro Aix in the New Year and take a look at the à la carte - it's a place worth saving for a celebration.
Hot Nutside Vietnamese dining? Focus on the food, ignore Elton and you'll be okay.
It's a top value all-you-can-eat pigfest at Green Lanes' finest Polish restaurant.