20210219 Midnight Spaghetti and Steven Ter Horst TURN: Stephen

Don't we just love the Fringe!!!! Yes, it's that time of the year again. A balmy evening perfect for the opening of the Fringe. Rundle Street was cordoned off and the tables and chairs were on the sidewalk. When we got there at about 5.30pm it was still relatively quiet.

The Exeter was heaving - full of people but when we arrived in the Elephant it was nearly empty. We scored a booth by the telephone box. Everyone turned up at our table for 6. Richard was off to see Katie Noonan but said he would be back for the meal at 8.15pm. When he came back he said the show was fantastic and incredible. 

Albert had hurt his ankle so that left 2 legs in pain so he had trouble walking - more so than usual. The Fringe activity didn't help.

We arrived at Midnight Spaghetti at around 8.15 (we didn't want to be late because in the past they call our telephone number and ask where the hell are we!).

I brought along a bag for Richard. A zucchini from my meditation friend's garden and the jar of sweet pickles that Stephen will never use.

The first thing I noticed about the restaurant is that the menu had changed. Instead of a large A3 menu it was now A5 size. The writing was so small I couldn't hardly read it. Stephen put on the torch on the phone for me. Still it is beyond me why people make the menu so small.

We sat at the table out on the verandah to the far left. It was a table for 12 and a couple were sitting at one end. We squeezed in at the other. The music was art nouveau with out there random noises and was a tad too loud to be comfortable.

So what did we have?

• Stephen - bolognaise (lamenting that the ragu was no longer on the menu) and shared truffle potatoes - 7
  
• Chad - bolognaise - not very warm - 7
• Elizabeth - midnight spaghetti - 9 - loved it!
• Con - midnight spaghetti - 6 - the usual comment - ah it was alright
• Richard - midnight spaghetti - 8 - would have it again
• Albert - gnocchi - 8 - tasted good

It was a bit disappointing that the bread didn't arrive until after we had all finished the meals. The upside is that they brought out a second bowl of bread at Albert's request. By this stage I am stuffed.

Richard had a call from his mother to say that there was a leaking tap at home. He decided to head home so he could help and organised to meet Albert at Gluttony.

We went to Steven Ter Horst. We squeezed on the end of the bench table and the guy brought us 2 more stools. Stephen and I had a hot chocolate and Con had a coffee. Chad and Albert didn't have anything.

We didn't stay long. By this stage I was a bit sleepy and wanted to head home. Albert was going to go with Richard to a concert but decided to go home because he couldn't walk far. We gave him a lift home after he walked to Grenfell St bus stop.