The evening was nothing short of fantastic. We started with the "Seasonal Soup", a masterpiece of flavors, perfectly balanced and warming. Then came the burger—let’s just say it had an identity crisis, with flavors going in all directions, but it was undeniably filling. By the time I finished my ice cream dessert, I was completely satisfied.
The highlight of the night? One of our brave diners absolutely demolished a 12 or 14-inch pizza all by himself. It wasn’t just eating—it was a full-on battle, a primal showdown between man and dough. We watched in awe as each slice disappeared, cheering him on like it was a championship event.
Conversations flowed effortlessly throughout the night. With such a wealth of knowledge among us, no topic was left untouched—we could’ve probably solved half the world’s problems if we weren’t so busy eating.
The crisp night air was the perfect way to cool down after all those calories. As we walked back to our starting point, our group leader kindly offered to drop off those who needed a ride home—talk about first-class service!
A truly royal evening, worthy of kings. Bring on the next Valentine’s Day—we’re ready! 👑
P.S. I forgot about taking a picture again! 😆
Brilliant writing. Good night good company.
ReplyDeleteHi Davi, thanks. I enjoyed too, time well spent 😊
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