So....

I am now finding myself in a position that I absolutely loathe and abhor. I am simultaneously... annoyed at my mother, and feeling guilty for feeling that way 'cause OMG I must be the worst daughter on the planet :-p

I was all geared up to explain to my mother how I wanted to go to Oriental Garden for my birthday (having already told Dad on the bus yesterday, so it was likely she already knew), only to be told that she'd managed to book somewhere to eat. At the Frankie & Bennys up in Nantgarw.

Now, I have wanted to try this particular restaurant chain for a while, 'cause I've heard good things about it. But the reason Mam didn't try them as soon as she found out Cardiff Bay were fully booked, is the driving distance. It's about an hour, I think, from here to there. Plus the online reviews I've read of the Nantgarw resteraunt haven't been very inspiring.

And besides, the whole idea that we'd go to Frankie & Bennys came about as we were driving past the new one in Cardiff Bay one Saturday and Mam asked if I'd like to go there. Having not thought about my birthday much, I agreed. It was a change of scenery and, yes, I did want to try the food there.

But I had, in the space of twenty-four hours, gotten my heart set on eating at my favourite restaurant instead.

It's not as though my family don't eat chinese food. And I bet you, when the final bill's tallied up, it'll come to at least £14 per head before you count in the drinks.

Looks like it's gonna be status normal again this year...