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The Social



Well this lucky lady had the opportunity to dine in the Social in Cardiff. I have to say it was gorgeous and the food amazing, it was a little pleasure sensation with every mouthful, almost orgasmic in its way.

The surroundings were pleasant, not too modern that it was in your face and garish, but subtly so and tasteful. We were greeted and served by lovely staff whose nothing was too much trouble attitude shone across and was genuine, which is unusual to see these days without an underlying tone of sarcasm, or being overly nice you know they don’t mean it.

We started with a lovely glass of prosecco which was divine. Seeing some rather different things on the menu that I hadn’t tried before I had to go for them, this is a thing of mine, if there is something I haven’t tried before I have to go for it, and to be fair I am never disappointed.

For starters I chose frog’s legs with a shrimp and chorizo salad, the fantastic Mr Bus had faggots, and both were gorgeous and ever so tasty. This was followed by myself having joint of rabbit with leg of rabbit pie, and Mr Bus having steak, both of which just melted in your mouth. For dessert we both had lemon parfait which was gorgeous and refreshing just great to round off a meal.

This is a lovely place to go for a treat, if just having a main course they are around £15 - £20 each which isn’t bad per person. However, we ordered a bottle of still water and this was £4.50ish, you can opt for a jug of tap water and I would probably recommend doing this. Other than that the drinks are a little bit pricier than in a bar but this is a dining experience and one would expect to pay a little extra anyway. I would recommend this place to anyone and I will certainly be returning to sample more of the gorgeous menu.

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