Picking where to eat in Edinburgh is an exercise in balance of nostalgia and novelty. It’s best not to get stuck in the past and keep finding new places, but it’s also fun to return to old favourites. Pizza Posto is not necessarily a “favourite”, but it’s well situated on South Street between most places we’re likely to see shows (today, Pleasance Dome and Shedinburgh), so it’s often used in a tight join in the schedule. I don’t want to do it down, though, it is pretty good pizza in the scheme of things. A margharita with Tuscan sausage for me today, the sausage a little dry in its crumbled rather than sliced form, but perfectly nice. My order of a glass of white wine is stymied by a lack of wine glasses, so a bramble it is. We bully Andy into getting a dessert, so we feel it’s only fair to join him. Hazel and I share some zeppoline - a bit too dense a dough, leaving it less airy and fluffy than I might have liked, but still enjoyable with some Nutella - and I, after many years of trying, finally get a chocolate Baileys espresso martini. It hits the spot, knowing it’s a long evening to come.