Sutton's

So, you CH cronies knew that the eating of the food (nevermind, Phipps, I take back what I said about stealing other people's stuff) had to happen for me at the town's landmark dining establishment. That it was the last day of school my third year here and I hadn't done it was an embarassment.

Well it has all been rectified. Alex held me by the hand (figuratively, though we did sit a little too close for comfort and even touched legs once) and helped good ol' Suttons deflower my virgin tastebuds this afternoon. I feel no need to describe this in any more depth, as I am sure your own Sutton's experiences suffice to enlighten you as to its charm.