Groove Train remains a favourite café, even though over the last few months they seem to have been getting slacker with their service, less inspiring with their food. Maybe its a change in staff, maybe its because the boss doesn’t seem to sit at his table in the back corner and supervise any more… he’s got a baby now and we see him far less often. Whatever the cause, tonight we dropped in for dinner and were treated to a magnificent meal. Wrocky (sp?) was in residence, smiling and observing, maybe he’d even smacked a few heads. The food was magnificent, Jo had a beautifully colourful risotto, I snuffled my way through a flavoursome chicken tandoori dish with jasmine rice, then even had room for some Lemon Meringue. It all more than made up for the couple of lack-lustre dishes that have appeared in the last few months!

An institution, I have the feeling that Groove Train has been there forever, but on asking this evening I found that they had only opened in mid-1998, probably less than six months before I moved into the area and started eating there. So while I think that the place has been there forever, they think that I’ve been going there forever… we all take good care of each other,