First things first: I love taxidermy. I know i’m odd. But I find it so fascinating.
Not because I’m all for killing aniamls or anything.
But I find it a magical phenomenon.
Something once so alive, now starkly hanging on a wall looking alive and yet lifeless.
It’s a surreal thing for me.
So when I walked into this restaurant in all it’s quirk-glory to find it covered in taxidermy I was elated!
Then to add amazing cheese platters, Sam Smith oatmeal stouts and sea salt chcolate tortes were like glorious cherries on top of this memory!
Oh man was I a happy girl!