The gangster wars have hit Restaurant City..

… and it appears no one is safe, with many restaurants falling under the tax of the group known only as the Gourmet Family. Writing this blog from beneath the trapdoor of The Winchester’s bar, myself and my minions, er, employees, are on the lam to ensure word gets out before we too fall under the outfit.

Gourmet associates are recognizable by their new sharp black and white suits, and if the bullet holes in the walls haven’t already clued you in, the newly mobbed up restaurants paying tribute are easily distinguishable by their transformation from brassy to classy, their excessive use of poker tables and blatant displays of newfound fortune. Be sure to avoid these places when looking for potential traders to get those two new dishes learned!

And don’t be looking for the officials to step in: the stand-ups over at Playfish have given us the ability to change our restaurants’ appearance at the flip of a switch – all the better for hiding those illegal and corrupt dealings?

Also, be on the look-out for this rumoured “Boss” of theirs, he’s known to come heavy (with pork and apple chops mostly) and eager to break an egg… and I don’t mean for your Tiramisu. They say he’s known to offer sweet rewards for your co-operation and unwav-

Ahhh…remember folks: the only beef worth seeking is the one for your Grilled Rump Steak!

Shalotta, over and out!

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