Well. I was intending to have a quiet Sunday, when I got a call from my girlfriend wanting to have lunch with me. I've never been one to turn down an offer of some fabulous grub and wine on a Sunday, so I left 'The Buik' to his chores and suggested we head to the College hotel again. My girlfriend works in HORECA, which is restaurants to us normal folk, and she is always on the lookout for new places to eat/drink in.

We took a table, cosy alcove with some really comfy sofas and we tucked into a variety of typical Dutch treats. Yup. Fried objects galore. Not the normal nasty fried objects that are void of taste and contain suspicious looking ingredients you wouldnt want to dwell on for more than 5 seconds. We ate mini goats cheese balls fried, shrimp croquettes, some honeyed chicken which was beautiful, delicate pieces of smoked ham, mini veal croquettes and a huge piece of Reypenaar cheese complete with guiloteen and rasin bread (which I naturally discarded in disgust - please do not bastardise a perfectly good piece of bread by adding fruit to it!)

Unfortunately, we were served by 'Space Cadets' who had left their brains temporarily at home. Which was fun. And the clientele, was decidely dodgy yesterday. There were a few plastic surgery victims hanging around and a guy that had been on the marching powder, by the looks of his wild eyed gurning.  It was a all a bit much for 4pm on a Sunday afternoon. But, we tucked into the wine with gay abandon and we wobbled home at 9pm thoroughly stuffed to the brim with fried objects. Compliments to the Chief Fryer at the College hotel :)

Not sure if I'd go back again now though. The hotel has a bad case of fruit flies and I dont really like being told, when I complained, that 'the flies came free with the wine' - funny, but not exactly what you want to hear :)