When my daughter arrived, I assumed that my days of eating in restaurants were over. Everyone told me it was just too difficult. We would not be living the high-life anymore. It turns out that such predicts were massively incorrect, at least initially.
In her first five weeks, Venla ate in nine different restaurants. Different restaurants. This does not even include the ones we visited multiple times.
- Byron
- Miller & Carter
- McDonald’s
- All Bar One
- Ricci’s Tapas
- Bossa
- Weatherspoon’s
- Turtle Bay
- The Pour House
That equates to a new restaurant for every four days she had been alive.
Things have slowed down a little now, as we are getting back on top of our budgets and meal schedules. However, one thing is certainly clear: rumours of the demise of our restaurant dates have been greatly exaggerated.
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Tags: eating out, restaurants, venla
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