A bit lost

I’m not quite sure where I am today. It’s partially that we’ve not decided what to do today, which makes it difficult for me to decide what I’m going to prepare & cook. Meals, & what we’re going to have, tend to be the central point around which my life revolves.

Yesterday we were going to have a quiet day. Both our massages were late in the afternoon. As it was such a beautiful day, and as the zip had gone on the Fox’s winter coat, we decided to pop into Lancaster in the afternoon to try to get a new coat. We went straight on to our massages.

Afterwards we decided we would try a new to us restaurant. It seemed a pity to undo all that relaxation by rushing home to cook. One of the hotels on the prom opened a bistro open to the general public a couple of years ago. It has gained many awards. We thought we’d give it a try. We enjoyed it. We both had a chicken confit starter. I then had salmon en papilotte while the Fox had turkey ballotine. As we had two starters & two mains we got a free bottle of prosecco to go with it. It turned out to be a rather nice prosecco, with a good biscuity flavour & fine bubbles. In summer it would be a wonderful place to dine as the tables overlook Morecambe Bay. With the bistro being on the first floor (wheelchair accessible via the hotel lift), it makes it easy to see across over the busy traffic-laden prom to the Lakeland fells on the other side of the Bay.

I found myself going to bed not even giving it a thought as to what we would eat today. Nothing got out of the freezer to thaw. Nowt.

We did think yesterday if it was nice day again we might go over to Glasson Dock & the Smokehouse for some game. I’m fancying a pheasant for a change. So far the day is dry & freezing so I’m not sure if we’ll go or not. The one thing I am certain is that we need to get to the library before I’m charged for being overdue. The butcher is more or less next door so I’m thinking if we’re staying at home I’ll just pop in & get some chicken for today. Diced up in a sauce it should go well with pasta & no early preparation to do. If we’re going to Glasson I’ll maybe hastily peel some spuds & we’ll get something out of the freezer. Or even just eat out again.

As you can tell from all this activity, & eating out, we’ve not quite managed to let go yet. We’ve certainly not entirely back to our usual rhythm of life. Until we can properly relax into it, we might as well get a few chores done & maybe have a few expeditions to enjoy ourselves.