We went to Chadwicks for dinner last night. It was okay, but not without its issues. The server brought out a chicken quesadillas instead of chicken tenders for the appetiser. Because she got the order wrong and it took the kitchen time to make the tenders, they appeared about 30 seconds before the mains. Then she did the horribly American thing of clearing the plate as soon as the person had finished eating, so we were all sitting plate less and June was working her way through her pizza. She paused to chew, put down her cutlery and the server tried to whisk the plate away. Stephen and I were shrieking "She's still working on that!". Which raises the point that waiting staff here don't get the cutlery signals i.e. knife and fork together on the plate signals you're finished. Then when the bill came, she had charged us for the quesadillas!
Stephen, John and I went to O'Connells for a drink after dinner, but I had to leave after one. It was really loud and too many people were shrieking. It was totally doing my head in! There was a group of girls in fancy dress at the table beside where we were standing who were loud, and one of the guys with them was really drunk. He knocked his bar stool over backwards when he stood up (narrowly missing John), and later was sitting with his head on the table which prompted his friends to pour beer on his head. Then I nearly lost my front teeth when someone going to the loo knocked into me just as I was taking a drink. All in all, it wasn't a great experience! I left them to it and came home whilst they tried their luck in Chadwicks, which by all accounts wasn't any better!
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