On my own in Paris due to unforeseen events I was back in a mercifully tourist free area on a bright sunny day. What did I want? Spice. Thai time allured by its formule at €16 for two courses. With a siesta planned this seemed an admirable way to sow some ZZZZs. Up front four…
The highlight of the meal was observing a woof doing its thing in the street outside. With mini-woof watching. Would I come back? Not if there was somewhere else to go.
Outstanding dining at Victor Garvey.
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As I walked to the museum it seemed that every step of the way I saw a fresh restaurant that was better than mine, with seductive lunchtime offers plastered in the windows. Had the chef of Le M mesmerised me? If so, I was happy enough.
It's nice to know the City curry is in safe hands when other establishments have fallen by the wayside post-C.
The menu is brief but full of interesting things.
The RTJ was fine but next time I'm in Versailles I'll try their rivals, The Maharajah, across the road. Oh, and make sure I know where Versailles are actually playing.
The RTJ was fine but next time I'm in Versailles I'll try their rivals, The Maharajah, across the road. Oh, and make sure I know where Versailles are actually playing.
This simple meal was just what I needed after a bacchanalian weekend. Recommended.
Our final day in Frankfurt and we were looking for somewhere near the station. But not too near, since on arriving two days previously we'd seen a feller have his head caved in with a beer bottle before receiving a floor-based kicking from two fellow drunks/drug addicts. I don't need to go on holiday to see that, I get plenty at Manor House already.
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