Eating Out in Hay

Whenever the Young Man comes to stay, we treat ourselves by eating out during the week.

The snow was thick on Sunday, and there wasn't much traffic on the roads, so we pretty much had Red Indigo to ourselves, apart from a small group waiting for take aways. I had the lamb Rogan Josh with pilau rice, and recommended the Chat Masalla to the Young Man, as it's one of my favourites on the menu. He said it was delicious - he'd never had it before.

On Thursday, we went to the little falafel shop opposite Bartrums. There's only room for one big table in there, with half a dozen chairs round it, and the counter. There's a small exhibition of lino cut art by Tracy Thursfield on the walls, mostly of animals. The Young Man told the chap behind the counter that he's tried falafels all over London, but he hasn't yet found any to match the ones in Hay.

And on Friday, the Ladies Who Lunch got together to go to the Globe. This was Ros's suggestion, after the excellent burgers we had there last time. The chef was doing a special offer of a starter and burger for £10 - he makes the burger a little smaller than usual, but that's fine, because I could only just finish what I had. I chose the butternut squash soup and the spicy bean burger. Ros went for the fish and chips, for £6, and said they were excellent, and Em splashed out with the Caesar salad. It was all very good, and the Young Man finished off my gherkins for me with his burger - gherkins are evil!. Em said that anyone who doesn't like gherkins must be an alien - so my secret is out!