Monday Night Club goes posh

The blonde and I were joined by frisby boy this week, as Monday Night Club (MNC) went posh. I’ve never felt I could call a restaurant a friend (unless being friends with Pizza Express on Facebook counts) but the blonde can and she had a voucher on Monday to prove it!

A couple of cocktails for us – and a mocktail for frisby boy – helped set the tone for a sophisticated evening. Well it would have been if the blonde hadn’t ordered one that was basically just a glass of pure alcohol. Oh well! At £3.50 (it was another offer but alas not one involving a voucher) a pop, you can’t really go wrong.

Anyway the venue was Browns, again the Canary Wharf, and the offer was this…… get your starter or pud for free with any main course ordered, along with a glass of wine for £3 each. Bargain! Great, sorted. Only one small flaw in the plan – the waiters acted like it was the first they’d heard of it! Four of them huddled around the till, taking very loudly before one returned and tried to palm us off with another offer, which involved ordering food of a restricted (ie. cheap) menu that didn’t have the starter or main course I wanted!!! The deal was ‘order any main course’ not ‘order any main course of a restricted menu’, humpf! Not one to be diddled, the blonde sent the waiter away with a flea in this ear and he retuned, tail between this legs, with the proper menus! Let’s raise a glass to that!

The food was lovely! Crab and avocado salad followed by an oriental-style salmon with pak choi was yum. The blonde’s roasted vegetable tart was the size of a small country and tasted lovely, and frisby boy opted for the more sophisticated chorizo and prawn linguine. He even ate it with a knife and fork - well, he is posh!