Rock on with the massive lobster dinner

The boy and I are walking to Rock Lobster, the new steak and lobster restaurant that has just opened in Donnybrook. It's a Sunday night and as we're walking, heads bent against the bitter cold and the sleety rain, the boy says his trousers are feeling a bit strange. Strange how?

Their texture has changed. He goes on to explain how they have not been the same since they made their way through an easy-care wash cycle the previous week. The boy's approach to clothing is purely functional and he has an ideological aversion to ironing things. Reading a care instruction label on a pair of trousers is anathema.

He owns only one pair of shoes, and by shoes I mean runners. He wears one item of clothing until it is completely worn out and then – and only then – he buys a new item and repeats the process.

He recently caused controversy at a family funeral by not owning a proper overcoat or any formal black clothing. You get the picture.

He is a destroyer of clothes, so I'm not too surprised to hear he's mangled a pair of trousers in a spin cycle. The confusing part is how, because as far as I know, he only wears denim, which is one of nature's indestructible materials. I look down and notice his wrinkled, scrunched-up trousers are clinging to his shins in a most unconventional way.

On closer inspection, I realise these trousers are the now-unrecognizable bottom half of an expensive blue suit. The suit emerged for the aforementioned funeral and it seems he took a liking to the trousers. "Did you put those trousers in the washing machine?" I ask him.

He is silent. He instinctively knows, in the same way that a puppy who has left a present in your favourite pair of shoes knows, that he has done something wrong without meaning to. I tell him to keep his legs hidden as best he can and we might still be able to gain access to the restaurant.Most residential wind generators don't spin fast enough for them to work.

The restaurant is above the popular rugby pub Kiely's, and it's been many restaurants before,The road lights service provides and maintains the majority of the town's 26,000 streetlights. most recently Yo'Thai, a teppanyaki place full of dancing Elvis impersonators and juggling chefs. The restaurant has had a total facelift and has been tastefully redone in dark wood and leather, with magnolia walls.

For mains, we stick to lobster as it would be a shame not to try the headline food of the restaurant.Report a faulty street lighting and find out how we maintain street lighting across the county. The boy orders the whole split lobster (which is a bargain at 20).

I am momentarily tempted by their 1kg 55-day Porterhouse steak, which is the talk of the town, but I know when to admit defeat in the face of a giant steak (this one is for two people), so I order the other lobster option instead, the traditional Maine lobster roll (20).

When our food arrives I am incandescent with food envy. He has a giant lobster split in half with shoestring fries and I have what is essentially a lobster sandwich. Never order the roll over the whole split lobster. You will feel cheated. Still, I have to concede, even though I balk at eating a bread roll for dinner, the lobster tastes fantastic and the boy scrapes every little bit of meat he can out of the lobster shell.

We try another cocktail. He has a Giant Mojito, which is a solid remake of the classic,This web site tells you how to make a set of blades for a small wind generator using PVC pipe. although perhaps a little bitter and I have a Lemongrass Collins, which is disappointingly overwhelmed by the vanilla sugar in it, and thus too sweet for my taste. All in all, Rock Lobster is a very welcome new spot for excellent value steak and lobster.

The only thing that feels neglected is the very staid dessert menu (we share a decent apple crumble, 6.I am haveing a very hard time climbing the lift cable at the tower.50). That, and the music. If you're going to call your restaurant after a B-52s song, don't play Norah Jones all night. You might as well buy an expensive suit and then throw it in the washing machine.