The morning after the night before was ok:
it was sunny 🙂
I didn’t have a hangover 🙂
clearing up didn’t take long at all 🙂
I decided that I had got off lightly and would aid my not-really-needed recovery further by having a very nutritious breakfast which means a smoothie. Starting with one of these little balls of nutrition which are too crumbly to enjoy on their own but perfect in a smoothie.
I popped it in to the blender with some spinach, chard, avocado, strawberries and almond milk.
This came out really well. The consistency was like custard. It was incredibly smooth with a lovely mild flavour.
We had to go to Ramsgate to do a change over which I was not in the mood for at all. Especially on such a lovely day but needs must so off we went. The marina looked wonderful in the sunshine – this is the view from my bedroom.
I love how green the water is there.
We decided to treat ourselves to a good lunch. We saw these little guys on the way to the marina. Quack.
Down by the marina are lots of restaurants. One of our favourites for a coffee or a drink and snack is Miles. It wouldn’t be my first choice for a meal with the exception of their wonderful moules so having checked they had some we settled down at a table and ordered moules et frites.
The mussels are so meaty and the sauce is full of wine, garlic and cream. Very rich but delicious.
The frites are perfect too.
I enjoyed this lunch treat and noted that I couldn’t finish it all, even though we ate lunch late and I had been up and busy since 6:30 am with just a smoothie. A year ago I would have eaten all the mussels and slurped up all the sauce and I even used to have it with bread on the side. So while I may still make poor food choice sometimes, I eat less of them and choose them less often.
I did make bad choices twice in one day though. We got home at 7pm and I was tired. There was a box of brownies that I should have served last night …….
which went down perfectly with a cuppa. So perfectly I had two. So what was I saying about eating less? I either lied or I was deluded. I’m going with deluded!
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