Giraffe

Today, most of the students at my school had make-up classes because of a future Monday where there will be a bank holiday.  Normally, the school does not hold classes on Fridays, so instead of traveling around Europe or exploring London, most students spent a thrilling day indoors instead.  I normally work on Fridays, so I actually welcomed the opportunity to wake up at 8AM instead of 7AM.  To officially celebrate the weekend, a few friends and I decided it would be nice to go out to dinner: something to help us wind down after a week of battling illnesses, papers, and three-hour long lectures.  Both our original two restaurant choices were fully booked for dinner, so we ended up going to a place nearby our dorm.  We had heard decent reviews from other friends, but we had never tried the food for ourselves.

Giraffe has, as nicely said by one of my friends, “a funky vibe.”  The walls are vibrantly painted with cartoon-ish characters, and the music comes straight off the Top 40 list.  All the tables were full, but we didn’t have to wait long.  With so many customers, we had high hopes for Giraffe, but at the same time we were hesitant about being too enthusiastic about a chain restaurant.