• Being a mere rodent & a peasant one at that, I am less than enthusiastic.
• We have an enjoyable evening. The food is tasty, but…
• The main 'but' is portion size-related. Essentially, you get more food if you order from the kids' menu than if you order from the adults' set menu (you get most food if you order a la carte).
• This doesn't bother me too much (though I suspect that I'm served so little venison because most of it has disappeared up its own arse).
• Mr Coypu calls the waiting staff over & explains that he hasn't been given enough food for a man. He asks why they've bothered putting so few potatoes on his plate? Why not just forget them altogether?
• I point out that they're not potatoes but baby turnips (like these ones, but cooked, cut in half & arranged artfully around the sea salmon fillet).
• The waitress explains gently that portions are small because they are from the set menu. Neither Mr Coypu, nor I (nor, indeed, the waitress), feel this is a satisfactory explanation.
• Because Mr Coypu complains about not having enough dinner, my sister gets extra cheese for pudding. She is especially partial to the Stinking Bishop.
