Hopping into the car of my mate’s, we pondered on where to go. It’s been a monthly tradition of ours for months, going to cute places for dinner. It was 10:30PM, particularly late by the time we were both free, I couldn’t think of many options. “Fatmans!” I excitedly suggested, looking at him…
Category: Stocklands
Cafe i Viaggi, Stocklands
My second time here, and my second time feeling disgusting-ly full. I’ve lived in Prairiewood for a couple of years and have hardly visited any of the restaurants in the area. On my first visit, my mate and I ordered a Chicken & Mushroom Crepe each, which was a mistake… I was just…
