Dinner In Glasgow

We were looking for Greek food, but ended up at this place because of the smell of the bruschetta wafting into the street.  The bruschetta was as good as it smelled.  I had Irn Bru to drink.  For some reason, I was the only one of the three of us to like it.  I do like it a lot.  Cheryl and I had shepherd's pie and Andreas had duck.  We also had a very Scottish nationalist waiter who was proud I drink Irn Bru.  We talked quite a bit about Scottish and British politics and he was great.