Paternoster Chophouse

Went to the Paternoster Chophouse for a dinner with work. Didn’t like it. Nothing I really fancied on the menu and didn’t particularly like what I ended up ordering.

Labels: diary, eating, london

I just saw a bloke in the gym wearing one of those No Fear T–shirts which said “Fear is in the eye of the beholder (don’t let it be you)”. I know that the whole No Fear concept is pretty stupid at the best of times, but isn’t this another level when it comes to total nonsense? Beauty is in the eye of the beer–holder, that much is certainly true.

Labels: training