Sofa So Good

I accompanied a friend this evening after work to peruse Sofa's or suites as she (The Walton) is purchasing a flat. Naturally the flat comes without furniture.

Note: To those who think furniture shopping is not a worthy pursuit for men, I knew that the shops in Tottenham Court Road would be shut (at worst) by 7.15

Sofa's came and went, I saw a nice table, More Sofa's came and went and lo it was sadly 7.15.

Charlotte Street is (as I'm sure you know) nearby, with a multitude of restaurants. All of which, or nearly all were full.

We ended up eating at a Mexican sort of place called La Perla. Being the only place on the street not full of diners this didn't bode well, but when you expect only a little, anything more goes a long way. Friendly and unpretentious the food was just on the good side of edible but with enormous portions more suited to Rugby players, or indeed visiting Americans. We had a nice time! But eh? Since when did you have fantastic Mexican food anyway?

Cafe Perla

I recommend it as a decent stop station in between bigish nights out. There is a bar downstairs too, which looked to be worth hanging about in, and, in a tacky good old fashioned and wholesome way, the gents toilet is lined with pictures of South America's sexiest pin-ups (or at least a few of them)

Thanks to our waitress 'Emily' who's extra efforts made a real change to many much more extravagant restaurants.


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