Lunch. Or was it dinner?
We found this adorable pub, checked the menu and gave it a thumbs-up.
We really had no choice. Sara was starving.
We went downstairs and found ourselves low seats beside a low table. It really had a "pub atmosphere" as everybody was just drinking. Except us. We were eating. Unapologetically.
Because, you know, Sara...
Because, you know, Sara...
My yummy salad. It was called the Tricolor Salad and it was avocado, Mozzarella cheese and sliced tomatoes, sprinkled with basil. I was expecting a bit more greenery but, aside from that, it was scrumptious.
Bruschetta. Not mine. I rather wished it was....
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