Roast

Been a good day today. We went out for Sunday lunch with a couple of chums, and Mathew was very kind and slept through the whole affair. We had the usual array of employees and other customers walking past and going “ah, bless him” as he lay in his carrier peaceful and oblivious.

I’m not a big fan of carveries because I find them to be substandard when compared to a proper made-to-order roast dinner, but I have to say todays was wonderful. I always worry that the food has been prepared way in advance and then left under those heat lamps for hours, but maybe I’m just an ignorant ignoramus, because I imagine most places that do Sunday lunches prepare everything in advance and then chuck it in a microwave before serving you, so at least with a carvery you can see it being done. I had some beef (well-done to the point of being crispy in places) and a little bit of gammon, just to be polite. It was all gorgeous. I’m a big fan of gravy, and by God I may have found the best example in Suffolk today. I was so overwhelmed by it I insisted on thanking the chef personally and asked to shake his hand. He looked at me like I was a lunatic and said ‘sorry, mate, health and safety regs – I can’t shake your hand while I’m still serving.’ I felt a bit silly but Sod it. I expressed my thanks and I’m glad I did so.

This evening I went a bit crazy and decided to make pizza. Why is it that when you’ve had a really good meal you want to eat again quite soon afterwards? I find that, when I just eat something bland and functional, I can then go hours before another urge for food, but when I’ve had something delicious and delightful, even if I’ve gorged myself to the point of splitting, I’ll start getting hunger pains even though I’m still bloated.

This talk of overindulgence with edible substances has made me think about Christmas. Yeah, I know, sorry to mention it so soon - but in my line of work they start bombarding you with ideas for Xmas profits before we’ve had mid-Summer, and I do like to try and sort out December rotas well in advance, so everyone can plan their festivities.

Hell, that’s for tomorrow though – today is still the weekend.

I’m getting something to snack on.

RC 8-9-19