Sir Alex Ferguson pictured at popular Glasgow restaurant
Sharing his visit online, head chef Craig Nelson said: "An unforgettable honour to cook for a true legend."
The top cook also shared an image in which he could be seen posing alongside the Manchester United icon.
READ MORE: Sir Alex Ferguson 'still regularly visits' Glasgow bakery
Sir Alex, 83, is a Scottish former professional footballer and manager.
The Govan-born star is best known for managing Manchester United from 1986 to 2013.
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(Image: PA/Alamy) Two: My first fishing rod A FOUR-FOOT-LONG, fibreglass fishing rod, that had been given to me by 'Dear'', my formidable great-grandmother, (real name, Mona), wife of J H Bruce Lockhart, former Scottish international cricket and rugby player. In a Highland burn, I caught my first trout, a whopper, at least five inches! This triggered a passion for fishing that continues to afflict me; casting my line over rivers far and wide, as well as providing the subject for my first short story – Salar The Salmon – which I wrote at the age of nine; about a salmon who struggles to find her way back to the stream where she was born. Even now, I'm unable to cross a bridge without stopping to check if I can spot that elusive, wavering shadow lying in the current below. And wondering how much it weighs. 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