211 Victoria St., City Center
“What’s that in your water?! Gross! Go ask for another one!”
We’ve just taken our seats and are rather disgusted to find an uncooked chip floating in my water glass. Lifting the bottle up to the sun, we spy another one bobbing up and down, waiting to be poured into our refills.
I ask the waitress what’s in the fruit salad. “Bananas, mangos,feijoas…” I’m sold! I love mangos and feijoas. Alas, my salad arrives without a mango or a feijoa to be found. Instead I am presented with abowl of pears, kiwifruit, under-ripe plums and sour pineapple,