Eating my feelings at East Street MCR

 

Last night husband and I went over to the new East Street Restaurant in Piccadilly Gardens. I wasn’t in the best mood, having sat through 10 hours of induction but as soon as a plate of food was put under my nose, my grump began to lift.

It was nice to spend the evening together since for the next sixth months, I’ll be working most of them.

Thank you East Street MCR for filling my belly and turning my frown upside down.

*we had the chilli chicken and the chicken satay which were tasty with a nice bit of heat, but the icey cool watermelon was my favourite. So simple but so delicious.