Dinner at the Dakota

Last week it was my mum’s birthday, and even although my mum’s like me about birthdays, and wilfully resists any attempts to “celebrate”, we decided to drag her out to dinner at The Dakota hotel, which bills itself as being in Glasgow, but which is actually outside the city, in Motherwell.

The Daktota is one of those buildings I’ve passed hundreds of times on the way into Glasgow, but until recently I had no idea it was a hotel, assuming the giant black Death Star of a building was probably home to a call centre, or some kind of futuristic tech company. Which just goes to show you what I know, hey?

As it turns out, however, The Dakota is not only a hotel/restaurant, it’s a rather nice one, too: the interior is very modern and industrial, with funky lighting, comic book prints on the walls and a dimly-lit ambiance which made emerging into the bright sunshine afterwards feel just a little bit surreal.

Because I’m nothing if not predictable, I had the goats cheese starter, followed by the classic burger:

I’m not much of a foodie, so won’t bother attempting to sound like one here, but I will say that everything was delicious, and I really wish I was eating that burger NOW, actually. Also that I’d eaten less of the bread they brought while we were waiting, because I filled up on that (and the tasty dip that came with it), and then couldn’t finish my burger – d’oh!

Anyway, it was well worth a visit, and I’m sure we’ll be back at some point – hopefully when it’s slightly less windy, because as you can see from the photos, my hair was almost blown right off my head in the walk from the car park to the hotel!

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WEARING: Pretty Dress Company dress (old); Christian Louboutin shoes; 3.1 Philip Lim ‘Pashli’ bag*

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