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A tale of woe...
I went down the pub with a few friends Friday night and we got talking about a Pub near us that does an All-You-Can-Eat Mexican buffet. We all love Mexican food and often bemoan the fact that there are no decent Mexican restaurants anywhere near us.1 The last time they held one of these evenings was about 6 weeks ago, and we all agreed to keep an eye in the local papers to see when it would next be held.....
The next day I met with Jamie who said he had found an advert for this pub, with a new date for their Mexican night!!! Guess when it is....
The night before.
We had missed it, while moaning about how we had missed the one before.
I need some kind of system that emails me 3 days in advance with details of interesting culinary treats in my local area.
Its either that or I go hungry. Again.
1 Actually, there is a Mexican takeaway in the next town up the road, but I've yet to try it. Too worried about the food getting cold by the time I get home