Sean(JSF)
Making it all add up
Saturday
Day started with communal breakfast with other guests around the large antique dining room table. Individually prepared fresh fruit salad to start (in rose-water, very delicate and refreshing), with glass of orange juice (my first fruit juice in 6 months) followed by (ready for it) - home made sausage (beef & very meaty), one rasher of lean bacon, mushroom, grilled tomato and scrambled egg. Not huge portion fortunately & I had already discussed with my wife that I would eat it if I felt like it. Very enjoyable and I resisted toast etc, but if anything was likely to set off bad habits that was it!
Morning spent looking around the Royal Yacht Britannia, then back into the City to put on our Rugby shirts and a quick lunch at Cafe Rouge (chicken & blue cheese (I know but there wasn't much cheese honestly) salad and a large glass of Red Wine), then the long walk out to Murrayfield Stadium. Near stadium stopped for liquid refreshment (large Red wine) then on to the Game.
Great afternoon and unfortunately my team lost but a good match with plenty of passion so not unduly unhappy. Walked all the way back to the City and stopped for a drink in a local Pub. Now you can't have a full weekend of Rugby without any beer, so I ordered a pint of bitter!. I don't know if it was the strange brew, or whatever but I didn't enjoy it and left some in the bottom of the glass when we left. I'm happy enough to have tried as that's a personal milestone overcome.
That evening we were booked into a French Bistro at 9.15pm (it was 8.00pm by the time we'd walked back to the City), but the table wasn't ready and we didn't actually sit down until 9.45.
Glass of Pastis (on the house), then:
Starter - Gaspaccio of Beef with pickled beet-root
Main - Turbot and mussels in fish stock (I removed all the potato cubes and left on the side)
Shared bottle of Rose Wine.
Sorely tempted by a desert and especially the cheese platter which was calling my name, but resisted. Went back to the room tired but happy.
A day of 100% 'normal' eating and drinking without over doing it (I think), and really pleased to be socialising in the real World.
Day started with communal breakfast with other guests around the large antique dining room table. Individually prepared fresh fruit salad to start (in rose-water, very delicate and refreshing), with glass of orange juice (my first fruit juice in 6 months) followed by (ready for it) - home made sausage (beef & very meaty), one rasher of lean bacon, mushroom, grilled tomato and scrambled egg. Not huge portion fortunately & I had already discussed with my wife that I would eat it if I felt like it. Very enjoyable and I resisted toast etc, but if anything was likely to set off bad habits that was it!
Morning spent looking around the Royal Yacht Britannia, then back into the City to put on our Rugby shirts and a quick lunch at Cafe Rouge (chicken & blue cheese (I know but there wasn't much cheese honestly) salad and a large glass of Red Wine), then the long walk out to Murrayfield Stadium. Near stadium stopped for liquid refreshment (large Red wine) then on to the Game.
Great afternoon and unfortunately my team lost but a good match with plenty of passion so not unduly unhappy. Walked all the way back to the City and stopped for a drink in a local Pub. Now you can't have a full weekend of Rugby without any beer, so I ordered a pint of bitter!. I don't know if it was the strange brew, or whatever but I didn't enjoy it and left some in the bottom of the glass when we left. I'm happy enough to have tried as that's a personal milestone overcome.
That evening we were booked into a French Bistro at 9.15pm (it was 8.00pm by the time we'd walked back to the City), but the table wasn't ready and we didn't actually sit down until 9.45.
Glass of Pastis (on the house), then:
Starter - Gaspaccio of Beef with pickled beet-root
Main - Turbot and mussels in fish stock (I removed all the potato cubes and left on the side)
Shared bottle of Rose Wine.
Sorely tempted by a desert and especially the cheese platter which was calling my name, but resisted. Went back to the room tired but happy.
A day of 100% 'normal' eating and drinking without over doing it (I think), and really pleased to be socialising in the real World.