Rock and Rose/ my weekend :D

After a nice sunny friday afternoon which we spent sitting at a pub's balconny by the river drinking wine (me) and beer (Alex) we wanted to go out for a meal but as I got too drunk, we had to wait for the next day lol.

On Saturday we went for a meal to a nice posh restaurant in Richmond, one of Alex's friends has recommended to him called Rock and Rose. This name reminded me of the perfume by Valentino and so did the decor in the restaurant. I actually wonder if there is any connection between these two things.




We had humous and pitta (which I seem to be addicted to at the moment), tuna steak (me), lobster (Alex), a bottle of rose and for dessert creme brulee. It was delicious but just too much. I hate myself for never being able to know when to stop eating. Every lovely meal always end with belly ache, I must be kind of greedy I guess :S