This week I was pleasantly served out a 4 course meal. The first meal began with Maths paper 2 and Irish paper one on the side. After alot of controversy gracing the front pages of the newspapers after the first maths paper, one would expect catching something like ecoli from it, but thankfully … after alot of praying (and perhaps tears) paper 2 was a real treat. Not perfect by any means though, the probability got stuck between my teeth  ( a pity I didn’t have a tooth pick) and the line came with a sharp brackish taste, but divinity met a new rival with a perfect vectors, trigonometry and a further calculus question. On the side, Irish was flavoured with an essay one minute with a sleeping bag and the other it was one of the usual scoop of timpiste.

My second meal, at first looked rancid, but after careful observation and then a quick taste, it was succulent. I couldn’t get enough …. my spoon couldn’t get enough. Clare sa Speir, Lig sinn i gcathu, Bimse Buan .. simply mouthwatering.

I think by the third meal, the chef was getting abit worried. I don’t think he has ever seen someone literally die and go to heaven from eating. Abit hot under the collar, I was served the most splendid French quiche lorraine and more importantly, it was WITH WINE! yum yum… I ate, with all my groaning, chewing and I swallowed noisely. Other customers looked at me like a savage, declared names against me with their clenched fists in the air, but frankly I didn’t care…. I was having the time of my life, but who wouldn’t with sprinkles of facebook, twitter, and criminal activity,,, the wine of course was quick to get me drunk … abit reminiscent of too much drink is bad for you eh ???

My final meal…. I must admit… I was dreading…. I once had it before … in February, I think. Last time I had it, it failed me, pierced my stomach to an oblivion. Clearly I wasn’t ready, this time however things was very different. Lip smacking, sugared and sweetened, this meal came to an end in a soft centred climax. My taste’s would never be the same again. Biology had been the surprise best meal of all, although it failed to show the female reproductive system, It did succeed in bringing me other things like respiration, the dixon joly method and most importantly a lovely question on genetics.

… With my belt buckle popped and my newly formed belly.. I could safely say I would recommend this restaurant to a friend …