After a hard day’s sightseeing we fully deserved a fantastic meal. We met up with my brother at Great Queen Street. Teesh was really surprised to see how my little brother had grown up – the last time they saw each other he must have been about ten years old – a chubby little thing wearing cute little pjs!

Great Queen Street looks like a gastro pub but is actually more of a restaurant. Bookings are pretty much essential at this venue, especially on a Saturday night. We were seated by the window so we could see the goings on outside the window. Service was very relaxed and I was impressed that they didn’t try to rush us out the door.

There really was only one disappointment and that was the offerings on the menu. There wasn’t really much that caught my eye and disappointingly the desserts were pretty unimaginative. I can’t believe I didn’t have any dessert! So unlike me!

For our mains Pat and I ended up sharing this gigantic beef pie. It was pretty darn tasty and pretty darn huge. Big chunks of beef under a very thick crust pastry – parts of it actually needed a steak knife to get through it. Heh.

If I ever come back here I just hope the menu gets a bit more interesting for me.