Jamie and Nera invited us out for lunch today; they had ‘discovered’ a new casual restaurant in Launceston which Jamie said made the best Eggs Benedict he had ever eaten. Nera rang this morning to make a booking and we arrived at the agreed time. The restaurant was busy but eating-out has become the national pastime it seems and we weren’t surprised. New restaurants always attract a bit of interest when they first open and things settle down when they become more established.
The fellow who seemed to be the boss looked around and said, “I’ll put you at this table at the front,” filled a carafe from the kitchen sink and grabbed a handful of menus. The table he took us to was obviously where people hung about when they were waiting for their takeaways. It had the Covid check in signs in one corner and four low, plastic stools to sit on.
Obviously, our booking had been overlooked and drop-ins had taken up all the more comfortable tables. We said ‘Naah!” and moved on. We ended up in the dining room of the Silos Hotel, built in a couple of Victorian-era grain silos on the north bank of the Tamar. The food was excellent, reasonably-priced and the ambience better suited our mood.
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