Tapas Esteban

I love eating after a swim; everything tastes better. So, once I'd been to David Lloyd, this evening, I convinced the Minx that the best way to get in the rest of our steps for the day would be to walk into Chorley and enjoy a meal at Tapas Esteban. 

We found ourselves a lovely little table tucked away upstairs, just by the window. It was warm enough for the window to be open, even if the view was a little, um, metropolitan (see my extra). But the feeling of being al fresco was a delight, as was the company and the food.

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