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Date: 19 April 2005 03:09:44
Well it's that time of the month for another Steak Club. This month was at the Rowing Race Hotel. One of the classic pubs in my city. It has been around for many years and has seen a few floods in it's times and has welcomed many people to it's wide verandahs. It even was the scene of a famous political protest in the 60's as well. My intrests in the place are a lot more focused on it's bovine endeavours. It was refurbished not that long ago and has wizz bang toilets that are minimalist. For example the toilets look like they are straight out of a prison and have no seat. The also have just one metal button that looks like it is part of the wall. The mens urinal is a piece of one way glass you can see out but not in. The local ladies heard about this and would walk by and point and giggle as if the could see what was happening.
On rare occassions I can come across a little pompous or as we would say up myself. As our diligent waiter did his speal about soups of the day and fish of the day. I dismissed him with "no no no need my good friend as this is steak club and all we eat is steak". Our collegaue Robin had invited a girl he is interested in. I was a little embarrassed to see she had the fish. I realised that sometimes deep down I am really just a simple old boofhead.
My steak was good, a little small for my liking but was the cheapest we have had so far. The sauce and spud was good as was the salad and coleslaw. The Lovely One remarked it was the best steak she had so far in the steak club journey. The rest of the crew were also suitably impressed. So to the crew of the Rowing Boat thank you for a good night.
Til Next Time Make Mine Steak,
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