Year of Eating Differently (113): Julia's Meadow, Newman Street

Well, it was this or Spud-u-like in the Plaza, and my companion was unimpressed by that idea, so we ended up here instead, sat down at a table and drinking ginger beer like civilised people.

Service was a bit slow because there was a constant stream of people coming in for takeaway and being prioritised over us, so if you were in a rush this wouldn't be much good. Then again, if you were in a rush for take out, you'd probably be in a huff that the smug people hunkered down over a table were getting their stuff first.
Had a panino; the usual triumvirate of green, white and red. Wasn't bad, wasn't anything special.