Immortal?

Taking the advice of a colleague, we dined at Panarottis this evening.

Apparently, the chain does great pizza and it is brilliant for kids.

Meh.

The Claremont restaurant that we attended was the dirtiest place I have ever eaten. If I survive this week alive, it probably means that I’m actually immortal. There was dirt. A lot of dirt. And there was a smell too. It wasn’t nice.

The food was cheap and less than average. The service, poor. The kids stuff was frankly rubbish. Mrs 6000’s wine was crap.
The best bits for me were the Black Label and the exit.

We won’t be going there again and neither should you.