After a fun afternoon chasing my friend's toddler around the big amazing park in the Meadows, we were feeling pretty hungry. As my pal is very picky, and bambinos aren't welcome everywhere, we decided to pop down to George Street and the HRC. I'm not sure why I agreed to it, because the handful of times I've been I've found the food to be distinctly sub-par but I thought maybe I was just ordering the wrong things.\n\nFirst up: service. Friendly: but very, very, slow. It took a while for the waitress to take our drinks order, another while for the grown ups drinks to arrive (Pepsi of course, we were in charge of a wee one), and another five minutes for the little one's apple juice.  \n\nIt was quite difficult to stop him stealing his mum's Pepsi, before his juice arrived; running around causing chaos is thirsty work!\n\nFor the mains, Sarah had ordered the twisted mac and cheese as usual. I decided to go for the pulled pork sandwich because I've heard the pulled pork in HRC is dead good and I'd recently eaten a fabulous pulled pork bun at the Bread Street Brasserie that I hadn't stopped thinking about since.\n\nOf course, this took ages to arrive too. Cue wee man looking at the tables around us and shouting \"MMMM!\" (his way of saying \"that looks tasty, feed me\") before jamming a yellow crayon into his mouth that his mother then had to fish out. Ah the joys of parenthood.\n\nUnfortunately for me (but happily for my waistline) the pulled pork simply wasn't up to scratch. It was dry and bland, and I choked down half of it before waving the white flag. The chips (sorry, fries) weren't that great either, totally average, and very dry.\n\nWe weren't offered ketchup, and our waitress did a speedy disappearing act after dropping our plates on the table so I wasn't able to ask her for any.\n\nI mean it wasn't the worst meal I've had in my life, but since I've been a handful of times before and always left disappointed I'll take this as a sign that I shouldn't go back in a hurry. Or ever. The presentation and preparation of the food doesn't justify the price, either.\n\nThere are so many better places to eat on George Street, never mind Edinburgh. Give this gimicky tourist trap a wide berth. \n\nUnless you're in for the cocktails: now there's a different story...