Food

Yesterday, the Gorse Fox and the Silver Vixen went into Brighton to meet up with Cousteau-cub for a bite to eat.

We selected a super bistro-styled restaurant called "The House", which is only about 50 yards from C-c's front door.

GF highly recommends said establishment. Having never eaten there before, he did rather underestimate the portions and so having started with a good helping of calamari, he chose this calzone as his main course. Then he thought (always a bad move) how peckish he was, so ordered a side salad and some french fries. When the waitresses struggled in, carrying the plate between them (apparently the trolley they usually use had collapsed under the weight) he realized that they served mighty fine portions.

Boston would love it.