If you've read the previous post you'll know we had steak, venison and rabbit in the same meal. It was a mistake. Let's give it perspective though. We didn't gamble it all on red, touch it to see if the paint really was wet or come back from a weekend in Magaluf with a tattoo of an ex. Nobody died apart from three cute fluffy animals so everything's a-okay. I feel bad now.
On the flip side, our botched meal means more to post about so learn on.