Once every holiday we treat ourselves to an extra-special meal and last night we did so, slightly unexpectedly, when, on a whim, we decided to dine at 'Randemar', a fine restaurant set behind a hedge and a railing, which we have passed many times on our way to eat at lesser establishments.
We had the full works, and where Steve had a main of duck, I chose a tuna steak. And I learned something new. Now I would have expected the answer to the question, "How would you like your tuna steak cooked, sir?" to be, simply, "Properly, please." However, I have discovered that the correct answer is, "Medium, please." We enjoyed a bottle of fine, dry white wine, and I finished with a delicious sorbet.
When we returned to the hotel for a drink in the bar, the stereo treated us to possibly my worst nightmare: Karen Carpenter* followed by Chris de Burgh followed by the Everly Brothers followed by the Jackson Five ("Ben") followed by - Gawd help us - the Bee Gees with "Massachusetts". At least we are, so far at least, spared any of the outside 'entertainments' which we endured last time we were here, as the season hasn't properly started yet.
*Apparently I'm not allowed to diss Karen Carpenter.
We had the full works, and where Steve had a main of duck, I chose a tuna steak. And I learned something new. Now I would have expected the answer to the question, "How would you like your tuna steak cooked, sir?" to be, simply, "Properly, please." However, I have discovered that the correct answer is, "Medium, please." We enjoyed a bottle of fine, dry white wine, and I finished with a delicious sorbet.
When we returned to the hotel for a drink in the bar, the stereo treated us to possibly my worst nightmare: Karen Carpenter* followed by Chris de Burgh followed by the Everly Brothers followed by the Jackson Five ("Ben") followed by - Gawd help us - the Bee Gees with "Massachusetts". At least we are, so far at least, spared any of the outside 'entertainments' which we endured last time we were here, as the season hasn't properly started yet.
*Apparently I'm not allowed to diss Karen Carpenter.
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