Calamari? Sea Bass? Roast potatoes with sweet cloves of garlic and rosemary? I’m there!
Let’s be real. A lockdown is looming just in time for Christmas. Omicron is the microscopic form of Grinch this year. Face masks are mandatory in most venues AGAIN, and we all know what kissing under the mistletoe will do. There’s more than a coldsore at risk here. We may as well enjoy hospitality whilst it lasts. Let’s begin the pre-lockdown feasts!
The options in my local town are limited. Taking into account I live around 30 minutes from the nearest town via car, when I go out, I go out out. Makeup, hair heels, even though many of the streets have cobbles, if I break my neck, it all would’ve been worth it for these rare evening outings.
How I think I look vs how I look to everyone else…
‘Piccolino’ isn’t cheap, but for special occasions or making memories… It’s still a fortune, who am I kidding? Flash your credit card to anyone that looks remotely like a waiter, the service charge can do one. Tipping restaurant staff? Oh they won’t remember me at the end of lockdown anyway. Debt? Oh it’ll work itself out when we’re stuck in lockdown eating beans on toast and our savings unintentionally increase. The partners of chefs… You lucky beggars. The most I get is Jamie Oliver telling me what else I can do with leftover cabbage and freezing turkey giblets for a rainy day.
For starters, calamari. I basically tossed the whole plate into my mouth before Boris Johnson held a news conference at 5pm. Knives and forks just lengthen this process. I would tell you how they tasted, but my tastebuds didn’t get a chance. My tongue and the calamari didn’t make contact somehow.
Main: Sea Bass with a side of garlic and rosemary potatoes. Since they served a full seabass split into two, I formed a pocket in my cheek like a hamster to save the rest. 2019 was the year of hoarding tissues. 2021, we’re moving smarter. Sidenote: I searched through my photo library multiple times and realised I devoured the sea bass so fast I never even captured the poor fish. But this is how it looked before it saw my gnashers. R.I.P. S. Bass xx
I glanced at the dessert menu and thought, the amount of desserts I want, no one in this restaurant will look at me the same way again. That’s what deliveroo’s for!
Before my food baby of triplets came, I thought, let’s capture the moment before I conceived a chocolate fudge cake, strawberry cheesecake with a brownie on the side.
Outfit details – listed and linked: Lauren by Ralph Lauren Jumper Meren Metallic Cricket Jumper in black/gold.
Lastly, throw your scale out. The extra pounds will do you well for the increasingly exorbitant gas bills. Thank me later? Probably not but your bank manager will love me. I’ll be in hiding from your GP, we don’t like negative energy.
Are you worried about a possible lockdown in your area? Are you already in lockdown? What cuisine did you last have dining out? Did you enjoy this post? Comment below!
And I’m so sorry for the delay in posts, I still need to tell you my iPhone 13 scandal!