Bloody foreigners
by Chris Morvan Technically, you couldn’t argue with what was presented to me for dinner. I had ordered skate with black butter and capers, and the waitress had assured me it came with vegetables – or at least More...
by Chris Morvan Technically, you couldn’t argue with what was presented to me for dinner. I had ordered skate with black butter and capers, and the waitress had assured me it came with vegetables – or at least More...