Night out

Never did I think to see that day where hairy ersed drinkers up the top end would be the kind of place that served Halloumi chips and Otter's Armpit beer and then charge you 50 nicker for a plate of something that you could chase off on to the floor if you sprinkler too much vinegar and salt on it and 2 pints of sludge.
Ahh gentrification. On day 1 it’s: “Oh wow this place looks really nice, they do good food here now” and a year on its: “why the hell have they just charged me £36 for a burger with no chips?!”
 

Mind, I shouldn't be surprised.
I've insulated myself from cost of living rises and the 'cultural creep' by simply not going out or engaging with other human beings socially
I remember going out on some bints leaving do in about 2009 to the Olive Press on (I think) Victoria Street.
Even then the social experience was akin to staff that had done their customer training under the Gestapo and we asked for "one of your cardboard cut out 10" pizza's please with the pretence of Olives on it and 4 pints"..
The answer was "that'll be 8 grand" with a look that said "If we could've got away with charging 10 grand we would and smiles are extra".
 

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