Koop
Let's talk chicken.
After a busy (read:mental) day in work I found myself wandering down Bold Street, delirious and hungry, in search of food. Koop had already been recommended to me a number of times so when I caught sight of the neon sign above the door I knew that was where I had to eat.
Stepping inside, the restaurant decor was exactly what I was hoping for. Graffiti walls, tin cutlery holders and big lights- just the ticket for shameless Friday night feasting. Initially it was very quiet- there audio kept going on and off leaving us briefly in an awkward silence perusing the menu. However, this was soon rectified and we enjoyed the rest of our meal listening to the dulcet tones of Lana del Ray.