05 MAR 2006. SUNDAY. 10:07PM.

So on friday we were checking out this new place called Wagamama. I was looking forward to sinking my teeth into a big fat juicy piece of meat (lamb, beef, pork... not fussy). To my horror, thru' some discussion about Lent and fasting did i realize Wagamama was a japanese noodle house! (Am i the only one living under the rock all this time?) Yeah, "waga...huh?"- that was my reaction. Cmon, you can't tell me that Wagamama doesn't sound like one of those bush-tucking restaurant where you get stuff like kangaroo meat or emu sausages, on a serving plate so big, the fries on the side scatters onto the table as it arrives and the only thing remotely healthy on the plate is that piece of man-handled lettuce which has lost its crunch ages ago? I can't deny i was disappointed there was no steak on the menu, but there was plenty to make up for it. It was a nice place to hang, loud and festive, great communal seating and the plum wine ain't bad. After a seriously chilled-out saturday (watching the entire season 7 of The West Wing and nothing else), today was the exact opposite. A game of squash, fish and chippie lunch and Scene It trivia arvo marathon, then to the movies to see sexy Harrison Ford do his thang on screen ... thank god its Labour Day tomorrow. PS: the Easter Bunnies have taken over the shelves again!