First Friday Social rears its head once again, and if I’m going to have a couple of drinks, I should probably line my stomach a bit as well, having not had time for dinner beforehand. I go for the burger, the kind of thing we used to get on the “burger and a pint” deal at the White Hart back in uni - it’s a very specific kind of burger, with a very specific kind of vibe. This one has slight ideas above its station, with the ol’ onion rings and barbecue sauce, but it knows what it is. Both too moist and too dry, brash flavours but still somewhat bland. The chips are fine. The bottle of mayo on the table is, as ever in these places, practically empty. Ah well. We get through, and I count myself lucky that there isn’t the old staple of the chocolate fudge cake available for dessert.