Date of Last Visit: Saturday, October 10th, 2009
The Victims: Canadia Boy, Andrew, Jeremy, Christina
The Damage: I forget…but maybe like £20 each? Jeremy paid, which he shouldn't have!
The Background: Canadia Boy is leaving us. Not to Canada. (He's not from there anyhow.) He's moving to D.C. Like tomorrow. And he's taking Stacey with him. In December. It's all very confusing. And sad. I don't want them to go. I think about all the times they've invited me over for dinner on a random Sunday afternoon and I want to cry. And I do cry. In front of them both. Later in the evening.
At least we'll always have Biarritz.
Stacey has asked me to organize a little "Farewell London" food crawl for Canadia Boy, based on my Gourmet Tour of London and all the restaurants they've read about on my blog but haven't had a chance to experience. I know Canadia likes oysters. A lot. So we start out at Randall & Aubin and get a platter of 18.
The Food: The natives are my favorite. Followed closely by the "oyster of the day," that we never quite get a clear answer on. The chips are good. The oysters are lovely. The service is slow but congenial and slightly charming. The atmosphere is Soho on a Saturday night. And the wine is a chilly smooth and stony Sancerre. Of course. We leave happy. And we're just getting started.
The Verdict: Fun.