Today was not a good day. I won’t go into it but you can take my word for it. Jason has been away a lot over the last couple of weeks and is away again tonight and this weekend so all we seem to be doing is working and sleeping. I’m a bit fed up if I’m really honest. I have made dinner reservations three times already for this great French place, Boucher, in Graceville and have had to cancel each and every time. This last time I just didn’t bother rescheduling because realistically I don’t think we are going to make it – EVER! Anyway for the five minutes we had today to scarf down lunch I suggested that we get out of the house and check out this place Kerbside on Constance Street in the Valley.
Kerbside opened end of last year and ever time I have driven past I have wanted to stop by. Their website says they are open for lunch and given we have no evenings free, like EVER, I thought I’d give lunch a go. I have to say I probably missed judged it a bit. It is an awesome venue but really more for your after work or evening gathering. You know, better to be experienced with cocktails and low lights. It was still pretty cool – I liked the vibe of the place a lot. I remember the days when it was The Rat Hotel – probably Brisbane’s cheapest pub – so it already had me at hello.
We had some pretty good sangas (ham, cheese and tomato for Jason, cheese and tomato for me) and an alright coffee. The muffin was all mine. You understand, a girl needs a bit of sugar on a bad day. That thing was dangerous though…
I will definitely go back one evening when the weather is a bit warmer and I’m in need of a great cocktail. They have a pretty fantastic selection of beers and due to the Valley’s fascist noise restrictions the music is kept low to encourage – shock horror – the age-old art of conversation. Don’t know what I mean? Look it up on google!