What a manic day for me. Well, when I say manic… I had my hair done, went for a meeting with my new employer and went to one of the poshest restaurants of my entire life. So not exactly the busiest day of my life so far…
I’m all too easily getting back into day to day life in England and its getting me down! There’s nothing exciting to look forward to and I’m not interesting to people anymore! I’m no longer that English girl who lives in a German village. Boo hiss! But it’s only 2 months until my food blogging will resume from Germany. Could not be more excited!
Belvita breakfast biscuits
Fast becoming a bog standard breakfast in my life as the only other thing available in our house is bran flakes. And to be honest, I think that’s just one step away from muesli. No thank you!
Tuna salad with a slice of goats cheese tart
Today you will discover that as part of my love for all cheese, I have a particular fondness for goats cheese. So this was a very good day for me! I’m slowly becoming more and more used to eating salad on a regular basis and I’m sure that can do me nothing but good in the long run. I actually took a lot of pleasure in condemning my parents for having cheese topped rolls instead of salad. I know – get me off my high horse. But I seem to have acquired some motivation from somewhere!
Oh my god. Okay I know I went to Italy last month and yes the food there was incredible but this pizza was something else. Strangely enough, I’ve begun to like tomatoes. Originally I belonged to that very distinct group of people that love tomato ketchup but hate the actual tomato. I’m very sure I’m not alone! But on this occasion I really made the best choice.
Unfortunately, this restaurant was one of then poshest places I have EVER been and I felt extremely out of place in my floral cutout dress and heeled clogs. My friend’s dad decided to pay for it as a 21st birthday present and the minimum price for a bottle of wine was £21 so I’m very sure I won’t be returning for a while.
And I know I shouldn’t have but in my defence, I did share dessert. I have no regrets. That ice cream was to die for! And because it was a posh restaurant, the dessert was a customary small amount on a very large plate. I know it’s naughty but you can’t deny yourself everything!
Tomorrow I’m heading to London for another friend’s 21st. They all seem to be coming at me all at once! But I can’t wait. All this travelling has meant that I’ve neglected a lot of my friends. But not anymore! They are going to be a priority for me. That, and my next step on my healthy eating journey: Exercise.