"I have been here a few times, usually with the same girl...there is a reason for this. The first time we went in the Summer of we were sitting outside, sipping house white wine spritzers and the waiter came to take our order. My friend visibly melted...I must mention this particular friend has a serious penchant for fairly unsuitable men and muscles. The waiter is unsuitable (he had been at Fabric the night before, aspiring actor bad boy type) and has bulging muscles and...... is also Irish, cue swoon. So we finish our salads, she barely eats hers (mine was average and quite overpriced) and goes inside to the loo about times to get a glimpse of him. We are ready to leave and still no joy, this is where I get roped into traipsing inside with her number on a piece of paper asking him to call her....he looks totally unfazed as I expect this happens a lot to him. Anyway he did call, they did meet up, and we still go there for overpriced Saturday lunch when we feel like some people"
