Goulash With A Girl

Hi

How's it goin?

Seriously, I really want to know. I care about you, you know. How the devil are you? Let me know. Maybe I will write a blog post all about you, just to cheer you up. If you need cheered up. If you don't, then maybe I will write about how tremendous you are feeling. Assuming you are feeling tremendous.

Last Saturday I was blessed with something very rare when you work in the hospitality industry. 

A Saturday night off. 

I suspected this was a mistake on the part of my boss, but who was I to argue? I told Laura of my good fortune and she took the opportunity to book me (her words not mine) for an evenings entertainment.

Laura booked a table at Goulash. A hungarian restaurant in the city centre. As soon as she text me saying it was booked I received a text from my boss asking if I could actually work on Saturday. Sadly I had to inform the boss that I was already booked. I am broke and could use the money, but my time is available on a first come first serve basis.

As we were leaving my place, Althea was doing some weird thing to her hair. I don't know what, some girly hair thing. It was covered in some kind of goop. I found this quite amusing and attempted to take a photo to share with all of you. Sadly she would not let me. So instead I'll just repost this one.

We left Althea to her weird hair goop and headed to town. When we arrived at the restaurant I will admit to feeling slightly nervous. It is down the Adelphi, which is an alleyway just off Union Street (The main shopping street in Aberdeen). I would suggest a new name for this alleyway could be Rape Alley. I didn't get raped there, but I was starting to think that I might happen.(Not because of the company I was in, just the slightly dark location.) It does look like the kind of place someone would take you down and give you a good raping. 

When we arrived at the restaurant I was convinced we were actually in someones living room. Sadly I don't have any pictures to show you, but it really does look like some hungarian guy one day just decided to turn his house into a restaurant.

That is by no means a bad thing.

It is really, really good. The owner is slightly eccentric. He sat us on one table while he set up a nicer one at the window. I asked him why he moved us as we were happy to sit anywhere. I assumed it was because we were a good looking couple. It would be good for business to have such two good looking and happy people be the first thing people saw as they passed.

He said it was because the window table had a window ledge that we can leave the wine on, Laura had been here before, clearly she made an impression as a drinker.

Speaking of wine.

The restaurant is quite small, and they had a table of 16 sitting already when we arrived. So it did feel a tad tight. But only a tad. This table also took up a lot of the owners time. Understandably. We did however receive a very warm welcome and a friendly goodbye as we left. He appeared to be running the place himself with the help of a woman who I assume is his wife, and I think I caught a glimpse of a chef at one point. He did a great job, and he certainly seems like he could quite easily become the king of hungarian banter. Sadly we didn't get to talk to him much, as he was busy with the big table, but we'll def be back as I found him to be incredibly entertaining.

For starter, I had a venison pancake and Laura had a vegetable platter. She thought it would be healthy. I don't think she realised that it was all going to be deep fried.

For mains I had a fillet of beef and Laura had Pork Medallions. 

Everything was really, really good. Two courses each and a bottle of wine and it came to £45. 

When I said it was like going to a restaurant in someones house, I wasn't joking. Laura even told me the ladies toilet has a shower in it. I of course did not believe such a claim. So I sent her back to the toilet with my i-phone to make a video to prove it. Which she then did.

If you can't see the video above then stop reading this crap on facebook and CLICK HERE

After she was done making this video, she fraped me.

Overall I really enjoyed Goulash, and it's nice to know that if you need to have a shower at any point during your meal, there is tone available. A lot of restaurants don't have that option.

I'll def be back, and it gets two thumbs up from me.

That's All For Now

Until Next Time 

Have A Nice

Andy G

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The Great Handmade Burger Conspiracy Part Two: X-rated drinks, a mutant cow and a bloody good burger!

Hi

How's it goin?

Previously on The Blog Of Andy G......

Althea said a couple of funny things, got her eyebrows done, and we had a Starbucks!

And now the exciting conclusion of......... 

The Great Handmade Burger Conspiracy

Althea and I had just finished our Starbucks, and decided to face the inevitable. This was our moment of destiny, would we get to use our two for one voucher? Or would we be forced to do the unthinkable, and eat at Frankie and Bennys. A fate that no man deserves.

We slowly approached the restaurant. As we walked, we passed one of those smoothie places that have popped up everywhere. They had buckets of oranges and pineapples on the shelves as decorations.

Decorative pineapples, that's mental!

Now I'll be honest with you dear reader. I wanted to steal one of those pineapples.

The last time I stole a pineapple it was brilliant!

Admittedly I don't remember much about this night, I don't know where this pineapple came from, or where it ended up. But according to this picture I am very happy to have it in my hands. I do know that we were in Poland. And I remember that shortly after this picture was taken, Aders nearly got in a fight because he asked a girl if we were in a gay bar or a straight bar. Because it was a very loud bar he had to use the international hand gestures gay and straight.

If you can't see the video above then stop reading this crap on facebook and CLICK HERE

Unfortunately for Aders, the girls who he was talking to had a boyfriend, a rather large boyfriend. He saw what Aders was doing and got the wrong end of the stick.

We left the bar rather quickly and never returned.

Anyway, back to the matter in hand. As well as decorative pineapples, they also had decorative baskets of oranges and lemons. I suggested Althea cause a distraction by dancing in front of the staff and I would swipe the pineapple. Althea wanted to take the oranges and lemons. A debate ensued.

Althea said that we could use the oranges and lemons to make some drinks of our own. We could combine orange and lemonade.

Names for this magical new drink were suggested.

Lemorange?

Orangon?

Then I came up with,

Lemonge. 

Pronounced Le Minge.

I'm sure it will be a big hit!

In the end we stole nothing, as stealing is wrong. So you shouldn't do it.

Plus we were really hungry for our Handmade burger. 

We continued our slow walk to the burger place. Both of us terrified that our desire for a Handmade Burger would not be fulfilled. We saw no one at the front door. Surely this is a bad sign.

And then as the restaurant came fully into view, we saw.......

People sitting down!

YOU BEAUTY!

The smoke had cleared.

Never in my life had I been so happy that I could get a burger! We were sat right away and we began our study of the menu.

Althea is perhaps one of the most indecisive people on the planet. She looked at the various options available. They have over 40 different types of burgers, which is just mental. Almost all of them sound ace. A couple however do not really appeal to me. Mainly the Veggie options.

An Onion Bhaji Burger??

And Althea seriously considered getting this.

Isn't that just an onion bhaji in a bun?

Maybe I am wrong, but it didn't appeal to me anyway. I opted for the Blue Cheese and Bacon Burger and Althea eventually decided on the BBQ Cheese and Bacon Burger.

The only thing I don't really like about Handmade Burger, is that no one takes your order. You have to go up and queue at the bar, and pay in advance. Also when they seat you they tell you what number section you are in, and you have to tell the cashier you are in section number whatever. Then they give you a card to stick on your table so the waiters know where you are. 

Why not just number all the tables to start with? 

I can see the advantage of the queuing at the bar system from the point of view of the business. It means you will likely need less staff and less training. It's much easier to control the cash flow, and it just saves on manpower. But it is really annoying. While we were there a couple did sit down at the table not far from us without being shown to a table, they just turned up and sat down. They waited for a good five or six minutes before anyone spoke to them. This is not anyones fault, it's just how this particular restaurant operates. The couple were shocked that they had to order at the bar, and they just got up and left. It is annoying from a customer  point of view, the restaurant is making the customer do something. Something that they can go next door and they don't have to do. 

It must also be really crap on the staff for tips. No bill is payed at the end so no one is going to leave a tip, and to be honest why should they? Very little service is done. Yes, someone will bring you your food and check that your are enjoying your meal. But that's it. There is very little interaction between staff and customer. I did notice a coffee cup marked tips at the bar which had a handful of change in it, but I'm not gonna tip someone before I've even eaten. Which is a shame as I bet that very few people actually tip. It's a real pain in the arse from the staffs point of view. But on the other hand, it's probably not very hard, compared to other restaurants. 

After we had decided what we were having, I noticed the queue had quite a few people in it, so I decided to wait at the table until it went down. Althea took this opportunity to look at the menu again and change her mind a further 12 times. She eventually decided on a Chicken BBQ Cheese and Bacon Burger. As soon as she said this I immediately joined the queue. It was actually longer than it was originally, but if I went up now it meant Althea could not change her mind again.

I placed my order and handed over my voucher, I ordered a portion of fries, a portion of onion rings, the two burgers, a sparkling water and a diet coke. Obviously one of the burgers was free due to the voucher so the total was just over £17. If I didn't have the voucher it would have been nearly £25. A bit pricey but the burgers are good. It is slightly annoying that you only get the burger, you need to order everything else separately. So a bowl of chips cost extra. Granted everything is home made, and everything is very good. But I'm poor. They do offer a 15% student discount but I couldn't get that today because of my free burger voucher.

The food came within 20 minutes, during which time Althea talked about how she once attempted to beat up a girl by jumping on her feet. Althea then ran away embarrassed that she didn't know how to beat anyone up. I pointed out to her that on the plus side no one chased after her, as the girl had sore feet.

Both burgers were excellent, cooked to perfection and tasted great. The chips were also very good. As were the onion rings. Although we could have done with a few more.

As I said we have been here a couple of times before. Most notably was about a month ago when Ivano was home. And it was on the fateful day, that Ivano uncovered The Great Handmade Burger Conspiracy.

When this video was made Althea was in a particularly bad mood with me. Mainly because I posted this picture of her on facebook.

If you can't see the video above, then stop reading this crap on facebook and CLICK HERE! It will BLOW YOUR MINDHOLE!

And so ends the tale of The Great Handmade Burger Conspiracy. Overall it was good. I will be going back. They have a loyalty card scheme and I have two stamps now!
Over all I give Handmade Burger....


One Thumb up!

That's All For Now 

Until Next Time

Have A Nice

Andy G

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The Great Handmade Burger Conspiracy Part One: An exploding bus, a homeless Noel Edmonds, and a picture of a pineapple.

Hi 

How's it goin? 

Continuing in my new series of posts featuring restaurant reviews, today I'm gonna talk about Handmade Burger. I have done a review on them before, when I wrote about the new Union Square shopping centre in Aberdeen.

Last week I went to Handmade Burger with Althea. We've been a couple of times before and it's always good. And we had a voucher giving us two for one which expires in just a few days, so it would have been stupid not to.

On the bus to town Althea's banter was once again on top form. These are the top three comments from Althea last time we were on a bus together.

"I'm so hungover I think my head is going to fall out"

Althea: Give me smints! 

Andy: I just gave you smints. 

Althea: Give me more. 

Andy: Why? 

Althea: To concentrate on so I'm not sick. 

Andy: Fair do's

After about 5 minutes on the bus, it started making very strange noises. We were convinced it was going to explode and kill everyone on board. Althea said this,

"Andy, if we die, I just want you to know..........."

"...You're a SPAZ!!!"

On this particular day, amazingly neither of us were hungover. The conversation turned to a newly married mutual friend who we have not seen for a while.

Althea: I've not seen her in ages.

Andy: Me neither. I suspect she's off enjoying married life.

Althea: Yeah. Oh she might still be on honeymoon, they were going away for like a month or something weren't they?

Andy: I think so, but they got married in August, it's now late January.

Althea: Shut up!

After arriving in town, Althea insisted on going to get her eyebrows waxed/plucked/stripped. Whatever the hell it is that girls do to eyebrows, she was going to get it done. Afterwards she asked me how it looked, I didn't notice any difference, they looked the same, except the area was bright red.

Althea: It's really soar, do they look really red?

Andy: Ermmm a little, but only if you look at them.

She then attempted to walk around with her hair in front of her face to hide the fact that she had bright red eyebrows. 

I pointed out that she looked like Cousin It from The Addams Family, and she was very likely to walk into a door. She then moved her hair and walked around with very red eyebrows.

We arrived at Union Square and made our way to Handmade Burger, I was clutching my voucher ready to hand it over and enjoy a top quality discounted burger!

Cheap meal here I come!!

We slowly approached the restaurant, I noticed something a bit odd. There was no queue. This is a Sunday afternoon. The place should be packed.

Hmmmm.

We approached the front door and realised what was wrong.

The place was filled with smoke.

Oh dear god no!

The place is gonna go down in flames!

And I haven't used my voucher yet!

I was relieved to discover that the place was not on fire, but they had a problem with the ventilation. The guy at the door said someone is trying to fix it now, but no guarantees and they are not taking in any more tables until it's fixed. He said to try back in 20 minutes, but couldn't promise anything.

NOOOOOOOOO!!!

I wanted my free burger!!

I was gutted.

I bet the staff were loving it. Having spent several years as restaurant management, I have developed a hatred for the public. And there is no better feeling than when you turn people away!

It's just awesome.

It means the staff can take it easy and maybe get away early.

Lucky bastards.

If I would have been working there, I would have been praying for it to be irreparable damage.

We moseyed along to Starbucks and had a couple of coffee's while we waited. I have developed an appreciation for Starbucks lately. I quite often go there with Laura who seems to be ever so slightly addicted to the place. I went there a lot during December and was a big fan of the festive coffees they had on offer.

• The Gingerbread Latte
• The Toffee Nut Latte
• The Peppermint Mocha

They were all very good, and the only reason I bought any of them in the first place was the fact they had a big bright red poster advertising them. I'm the highly suggestible type. Shove something in my face and I'll probably buy it. Sadly christmas is over and apparently so are the festive coffees. 

One thing that confuses me about almost all coffee shops, is the way they label the sizes of cups. In Starbucks the smallest size available is Tall. Which doesn't make sense to me. If someone is tall then they aren't really small are they?

That's mental.

After Tall is Grande. Which is understandable I guess. But then the next size up is Venti.

What the hell is a Venti?

I thought perhaps this was some kind of in joke due to the ventilation problems at Handmade Burger. Was this some kind of cunning ploy cooked up between Handmade Burger and Starbucks? No tables for 20 minutes so why not go grab a Starbucks while you wait?

Genius.

Evil Genius, but still genius.

I doubt this is actually true, but you never know.

Anyway, I joined the queue and waited to order my coffee, the guy in front of me was looking at the sandwiches, but not just looking, he was giving every sandwich a very thorough inspection. I wondered if perhaps he was from trading standards, but he was wearing a jumper like the ones Noel Edmonds wore in Telly Addicts in the Eighties but it was really shabby and worn. He looked essentially like a homeless Noel Edmonds circa 1989.

He picked up every single sandwich on display, looked at it from every possible angle and then put it back down on the shelf. I tried to go in front of him as clearly the simple task of choosing a panini was proving too difficult and was going to take him another 7 hours. He then looked at me with the evilest of evil looks I have ever seen!

"Excuse me, I think you'll find that I'm next!"

He said in a voice which made him sound like a bad guy from Harry Potter, but one with special needs, and that looked like a homeless version of Noel Edmonds. He then put down the sandwich, ordered a cup of tea and wandered off. He didn't even order the sandwich, I guess that none of them met with his very high standards.

Maybe he just likes to day dream about the wonder that is, the steak and cheese panini from Starbucks.I eventually ordered a caramel latte and Althea had a double espresso.

Admittedly in this picture the Tall mug does indeed look very Tall. But it is next to an espresso cup. So of course it does! You muppet.
It's not just Starbucks that have weird names for coffee sizes. It's everywhere. When I first moved to Edinburgh in late 2008, my good friend and flatmate Richard P was manager of a coffee shop. It also had weird names for sizes, if I remember correctly they were:

• Wicked
• Totally Wicked
• Radical

I could be misremembering that, but it was along those lines. What's wrong with small, medium and large?

When I arrived at the table Althea was distracted by a baby sitting at a nearby table. The baby was wearing a pair of shoe's with lights in them, and Althea thought this was quite possibly the coolest thing she has ever seen. Little does she know that when her and Ivano eventually have a baby, one day I know they will ask me to babysit. And I am gonna dress that kid up like Indiana Jones, and THAT will be the coolest thing ever!

We then had a conversation about what actually are the coolest shoes ever. Some people think it's those trainers that have the wheel in the heel, while others believe it's shoes with lights in them.
Thoughts?

During our time in Starbucks, Althea and I also had this conversation.

Althea: I think my contact lens's aren't working. But I'm not sure.

Andy: Why do you think that?

Althea: I can't see anything.

Andy: Probably right then.

Fooking hell, this post is truing out to be a bit longer than I had expected, and not nearly as interesting or funny as I would have hoped.

I think I'll break it into two parts.

So ends part one.

• Will Andy and Althea make it to Handmade burger?
• Will Althea ever be able to see again?
• Will Handmade Burger ever clear out all the smoke?
• Is anyone actually going to read all this crap?
• And why is Andy so happy that he's holding a Pineapple?

Tune in tomorrow.

Same crap blog time, same crap blog channel.

Here's a sneak preview.

• Decorative citrus fruits!
• I invent an x-rated drink.
• The international hand gesture for "Am I in a gay bar?"
• Althea tells the tale of when she beat someone up.
• We uncover the Great Handmade Burger Conspiracy!

That's All For Now 

Until Next Time 

Have A Nice

Andy G

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A free curly fry, teuchter talk and damn sexy earmuffs!

Hi

How's it goin?

I was a bit bored the other day, and I found myself perusing some of my old blog posts. Then I noticed something. In the right hand column of my blog page, there is a section that says,

"Crap I have written about."

It's the labels I put at the end of every blog post, so for example if you want to read about the time I did something embarrassing, you would click on the words "embarrrassing situation". Or if you want to read about one of my many adventures at Tapas Towers, you would click on the words "Tapas Towers"

It's fairly simple, if you don't understand it by now, lets face facts, you're a bit of a moron aren't ya? You really should not be allowed out in civilised society.

Anyway, I noticed that one of the labels says "restaurant reviews." Which is weird. I don't really remember reviewing any restaurants. I clicked on the links to see what crap I had written. I quite often write in this blog while drunk, so sometimes I can't remember what has been written.

When I clicked on "restaurant reviews" I saw all the posts I had written about Mother Tuckers, my post about when Sean The American came to visit and we went to handmade burger, and the letter I wrote to The Manzil.

Since I obviously at one point thought it would be a good idea to do a restaurant review, why not continue with that.

When I worked at Tapas Towers, I remember on more than one occasion, the owner of the restaurant would give away free meals to people doing reviews.

Free meals!

I love free stuff.

It's my favourite kind of stuff.

As I mentioned in the blog previously, I am no longer single.

The problem with having a girlfriend is that you have to go out and do stuff. So I've been going out a lot more than usual. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining, but it is not good for the bank balance. So I figure if I start reviewing the places I go to eat, eventually someone is going to get in touch and offer me a free meal in exchange for a review.

It's worth a try, and at least it'll give me something to write about.

So to kick off my new blogging feature of restaurant reviews, I'll start with where I had lunch last Saturday.

Henry's

Henry's is located at
4-6 Exchequer Row
City Centre,
Aberdeen

AB11 5BW
01224 582 221

This was Laura's suggestion, here's a pic of her incase you were wondering. This strange thing is, whenever we are out together she always has her hands like that. Weird eh?

Anyway I had never eaten here before but I had some kind of vague recollection that it won some kind of award within the past few years. I can't remember what it was. Something like, best pub in Aberdeen or best pub food in Aberdeen. I am possibly getting that wrong, but I am sure that it won something.

Anyway, if it hasn't won an award it bloody well should do.

It's really, really good.

It's not an overly large place, but it's certainly not small. You don't feel cramped, the tables are nicely spaced. As you can tell from the picture above they have outdoor seating in the summer, but we visited in January and it was bloody freezing outside. They have a pretty decent size menu featuring all your favourite pub foods.

We opted to have nacho's with chilli to share as a starter, which pissed off Laura as she was going to have chilli for her main course.

But to be honest I'm a selfish bastard and don't care! I wanted nachos!

Since I ruined her main course choice, Laura then switched to the smoked haddock fish cakes and I ordered the Steak Pie and chips.

The nacho's arrived after a short time, and fooking hell!

They were massive.

Now I was starving, as was Laura, but I think we both started to fear at the size of the massive bowl of nachos in front of us.

They were awesome tho.

I think we could have easily shared them between 4 people.

That is by no means a complaint, as they were awesome. We finished the bowl quite happily.

Afterwards Laura commented that her stomach is now suitably warmed up. A line I am fairly certain that she stole from Joey in Friends, but I didn't hold that against her.

Since we were both slightly hungover from the night before we were both on the soft drinks. I ordered another Diet Coke (Anyone who has read my book will know how much I love Diet Coke.) while waiting for the main course. The waitress brought over a can and opened it for me at the table. Very classy I thought. I felt like a king. A King who drinks Diet Coke, and who will not open the can himself, for he has people to do that for him.

I am easily impressed.

A short time later our main courses arrived. And they were also fooking fantastic. I had the steak pie which was one of the best I've ever had. Laura also enjoyed her fishcakes which she described as

"Very haddocky."

Given they were smoked haddock fishcakes I'd be concerned if they tasted like anything else. Also I am not sure if Haddocky is a word.

While Laura was enjoying her meal, she made a discovery, a fantastic amazing discovery. While nibbling away at her chips, buried below the fries and in amongst the salad, she saw something. Something amazing.

A CURLY FRY!!!

A MOTHER FOOKING CURLY FRY!!

Everyone knows that curly fries are the king of fries! And Laura managed to get a free one!

Lucky Bitch.

Upon discovering this I rooted through my plate in the hope of making a similar discovery, unfortunately I did not.

Gutted.

This should be seen as a major plus point for Henrys. 


Complimentary curly fry with your meal!

Hell yeah!!

While enjoying our main courses, the TV in the background was on the music channel, and the song "Firework" by Katy Perry came on.

Laura seemed very tempted to get up and dance but she was too hungover. Laura has a very particular dance she does to this song, it basically involves twirling around a lot and flailing your arms around like a kid on a sugar rush trying to do an impression of a helicopter. I shall attempt to recreate this dance for you now.

If you can't see the video above then stop reading this crap on facebook and CLICK HERE. It's awesome, seriously, it's actually the greatest video you will see all day. (Warning this only applies if this is the ONLY video you will watch today.)

After resisting the urge to dance, we both admitted defeat and put down our forks. I admittedly could not finish my steak pie, and Laura did not finish her fishcakes. Both meals were very, very good, just we couldn't finish them. In retrospect the nachos beforehand may have been a mistake.

Laura then commented,

"You're Ian was bigger than your stomach."

I asked here who the hell Ian was? And what has he got to do with my food?

She said that Ian was spelt een. I replied with,

"I don't care how he spells his name, what has he got to do with my lunch?"

Apparently "een" is Teuchter talk for eyes. I have never heard this before and I am fairly certain that she has just made this up. If the Anonymous Teuchter is still reading, can you get in touch? Is she lying? Is "een" teuchter speak for eyes? This is not the first time I have accused her of making up phrases. She once said to me,

"You can't see green cheese."

I have absolutely no idea what this means, but she claims it is a common expression.

Has anyone else heard this?

I suspect not.

I thought maybe she had read all about the sausage cheese incident and was trying to impress me, but got the name wrong. But she argued that everyone knows that saying.

After a lively debate about her making up phrases, the waitress returned and asked if we were wanting dessert. I didn't finish my main course, and neither did Laura, so did we really deserve pudding? 

The answer is no, we did not.

But they had Sticky Toffee Pudding on the menu. Sticky Toffee Pudding is my all time favourite pudding. It was the dessert at Ian's wedding in summer and it was the biggest sticky toffee pudding I had ever seen, I even took a picture of it.

While everyone was busy taking pictures of the bride and groom and all that pish, I was busy taking a pic of my pudding.

I do worry about myself sometimes.

I was pretty much stuffed by this point, but I really wanted that sticky toffee pudding. I had a tough decision to make, I was on the verge of leaving it, then Laura suggested we share. Sharing food is something I never normally do, but then three thoughts entered my head.

1: There is no point in getting one yourself because you probably can't finish the whole thing cos you're so full.

2: She's your girlfriend, so you should probably share to be nice and romantic and all that crap.

3: She is paying.

So we ordered one sticky toffee pudding with ice cream. It was awesome. When the waitress arrived with our sticky toffee pudding, I think it was pretty obvious that she fancied me.

She said to Laura, 

"I wish I could trade places with you."

It's tough being this good looking sometimes ya know.

The meal was pretty awesome, it came to £32.60. Well worth it. At the end of the meal I was incredibly embarrassed as neither of us had any money for a tip. Coming from the restaurant trade I hate it when people don't tip, it's just not on. Especially when people leave you misleading notes. 


I searched my pockets and Laura searched her bag, and we managed to come up with just over £1.50. I do genuinely feel terrible about this and I think I will send them a Wispa or something to apologise for such an inadequate tip, especially considering the service was so good. One thing I was annoyed about, I spotted a sign saying students get 20% discount on food. That's awesome, but I didn't notice this until AFTER we payed.

Gutted.

It was a very good meal and I will def be back, it gets two thumbs up from me.

Fook me, I look like a right mong in that pic don't I? Oh well, I'm far too lazy to go back and change it.

So I would most definitely recommend Henry's in Aberdeen. It's well good. And apparently they do Karaoke some evenings. And everyone knows I love a sing song.

If you can't see the video above then you are missing out on the greatest singing you will ever hear in your entire life, ever. CLICK HERE

On the car ride home I discovered that Laura owns the worst pair of earmuffs known to man. 

She then started yammering on about Glee, so they came in handy.

I didn't hear a single word, plus my ears were pretty warm.

Fooking hell that was a pretty long blog entry wasn't it?


Didn't mean for it to be that long.


I wonder if anyone will actually read all this shite.


Jonny Mountain recently said that he doesn't like the shorter blog posts I write, but I couldn't tell whether or not he was being sarcastic. 
So Jonny, I hope this post makes you happy. Also do you know that video I put up on you tube of you in the shower?
This one!



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Some more Abuse from Mother Tuckerz

Hi

Hows it goin?

Yesterday I wrote about the comments regarding my Mother Tuckers letters. Late last night I received some more abuse from some people who I suspect are the staff.

Anonymous writes

Okay it's 2.20am and my mate's Fiona and Terry and Colin and Andrew and the list goes on and on and on have just text me to say some di*k head was saying Mother Tz was sh*t. Not sure who you are or what you smell like but guess what I think my dog plopped you out on the grass today and I had to pick you up and put you in the bin. Your colour is BROWN!!! Mother Tz is really, really good and the food is the best on George street.

(I'm little happy just now) Anyway getting back... give your tast buds the old mouthwash treatment as you must also be blind. I promise all who read this the food is honestly the best and everytime we aLL GO IN EVERYONE BEHIND THE COUNTER IS VERY NICE AND POLITE...Yeh for sure! 

I hope this Brown colour of dog poo wises up and gets a brain and a face lift because god dam is he way ugly. Thank god you are not the only guy in the world....we would all be single or lesbos. NITE ALLXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX 

Now if I might respond to anonymous' comments.

First of all let me congratulate you on a very well constructed comment, your wit clearly has no bounds. (sarcasm warning)

I am a tad confused by this section.

"Anyway getting back... give your tast buds the old mouthwash treatment as you must also be blind"

What? 
How has anything I have ever said make you think I am blind?

How would having mouthwash treatment cure me of my apparent blindness?

How are these two conditions even related?

I am not a doctor but I don't think there is a connection between the taste buds and eyesight. 

I might be wrong, like I said I'm not a doctor.

I would disagree that the food is the best, but that's just my opinion. I am sure the staff are all very nice and polite, I have never questioned the politeness or character of any of the staff of Mother Tuckerz. I have only questioned the apparent lack of product knowledge of the counter staff and the lack of professionalism of the manager/owner for selling out of date products, not responding to either of my letters and for sharing my letter of complaint with staff and customers.

I hope this Brown colour of dog poo wises up and gets a brain and a face lift because god dam is he way ugly. 

Again let me congratulate you on a well constructed insult. I don't think I have ever been called a "Brown colour of dog poo." 
In fact I don't think anyone has ever. 
Please don't take offence to this as I genuinely am curious, but are you someone with learning difficulties? 
Or any you only 10? 
The insults you throw at me do have a somewhat childlike quality about them.


I should let you know that I do actually have a brain, admittedly I don't use it for much but it does exist, I assure you. 

Perhaps you are mistaking me for the Scarecrow in the Wizard of Oz. I did play this character in the 1993 production of The Wizard of Oz at Forehill Primary school. I am told I did very well. Which came as no surprise, I am awesome!

I would like to say there is no need to attack me at a personal level claiming that I am "way ugly." 
I think this is completely uncalled for.
Are you a looker yourself? 
As I said to the other Anonymous defender of Mother Tuckerz, I would like to see a photo. 

Even then I would not call you ugly, fortunately I am intelligent enough to judge a person by there actions and the content of there character, not by what they look like. Maybe one day you will be that evolved too.

I have noticed in these abusive attacks that no one has yet offered me an explanation as to why no one at Mother Tuckerz has replied to me and all people have done is hurl insults at me which have no basis in fact. I suspect these insults, originate from the minds of children who have no appropriate response to my genuine concerns regarding the business practices of Mother Tuckerz. I find this quite a depressing state of affairs. 

Mother Tuckerz cannot defend itself properly so they attack me on a personal level. I never attacked any of the staff personally, I simply stated the facts of my visit and expressed my concerns regarding the staff's product knowledge and the sale of out of date produce. 

Thank god you are not the only guy in the world....we would all be single or lesbos. NITE ALLXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Even if I was the last guy in the world what makes you think you would have a chance with me???

Given your attitude, and apparent lack of intelligence, I really don't think I would be up for it. Which in many ways is your loss. Cos let me tell you, I am a hell of a catch! I'm very funny, very friendly, very generous, I'm great fun at party's, and I am a fantastic dancer. And I'm very good in bed. Well I always have a good time, and that's what counts. 

And even if a women was a lesbian that doesn't mean she wouldn't be interested in me. My friend Wendy is gay and she once kissed me on the lips. In fact if I remember correctly she did it twice!

Another comment from someone who has been brave enough to share her name.

Emma here, Lets not say anything more on this guy's Comment page. All he wants is MORE FRIENDS!! Mother Tuckerz is a very nice place to eat and I know the Manager Gives about £1000 a year to the Collage Students funds!!.

She also told me she would not be giving anymore donations. So we have this ANDY Graham to blame for this. Thank you FOR NOTHING ANDY GRAHAM 

I am unsure how you giving me abuse on my page will somehow result in me getting "MORE FRIENDS!!" If anything, the result will be the opposite, my friends will see what a miserable, moaning bastard I am and stop hanging around with me.

I do not know if the manager does give money to the student funds. How has this been done in the past? I very much doubt this to be true. I may be wrong, but I think it is unlikely that a sandwich shop manager donates £1000 a year to students.  Unless, is the £1000 money earned from the sale of out of date products? 
Have you entangled Aberdeen College in some kind of money laundering scheme? 
Oh dear god, are you in the mafia? 

If in the unlikely event you are telling the truth and the manager is no longer going to donate funds I would like to ask why? This seems a somewhat childish move on his/her part.

I am very keen to meet the manager in person and discuss our differences. If you are a friend of him/her please pass on my regards and ask if he/she would up for a meeting.

Also I think you meant to say, "College student funds." 
With an "e."

Unless "Collage student funds" is some kind of cool new art project. If that is the case do you have any details as I would love to be involved? I do enjoy a good collage, and apparently it's really easy.

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Andy G

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