Fearing we might expire from hunger when we were finally seated, we did what any self-respecting restaurant attendees do, we ordered bread and dips... (excuse Charlotte's Staropramen sneaking in the photo, what a lager lout! #kidding)
Having dreamt of beef sandwiched between two bits of bread all evening I knew what I was going to order before I even looked at the menu. Charlotte ordered their Monkfish Stew but they'd sold out so she burgered up too. The burgers were pretty exciting - two seeded buns with a heap of salad and horseradish mayonnaise, plus a cup of amazing skinny fries.
After going from starving to pretty jeffing full in about half an hour, there was still room in my pudding belly and so I had to go for their warm mini cinnamon doughnuts. I think maybe they might be four of my favourite words together. You just can't beat warm dough, sprinkled with cinnamon. Oh wait, yeah you can - when it's served with chocolate sauce and strawberries! Charlotte ordered creme brulee and when it arrived it was huge! She only finished half (amateur).
By this point it was almost 10 o' clock and we were about ready to be rolled home - 'undo your top button' type full. The only bad point I would say about the Bill's 'experience' is that service was incredibly slow, other than that I couldn't fault it, the food was incredible.
Have you been to Bill's? I'd definitely like to go back, their breakfast menu also looks very tempting!