Back before the US bombed Iraq into the stone age, the locals enjoyed a good fish stew and ale at their local pub.
Look, there’s no doubt that a fine dining experience can be a memorable occasion. But there comes a time in a man’s working week, and sometime’s in a woman’s, even, when a sinking realisation settles in the pit of your stomach. We’re talking about the need to have a “chow” and where you can get one with a draught beer for under fifty bucks.