I've interspersed this rather meandering post with pictures from a recent meal we had at Carriages wine bar. If you ever find yourself in the North Yorkshire market town of Knaresborough and in need of sustenance, it is well worth the visit. They don't appear to have their own website, but you can find their entry on the Harrogate food guide here.
Well. What an odd two weeks it has been to be sure.
You may remember, in the last thrilling instalment, that I was on the point of moving out; after weeks of procrastination by a pair of less than stellar solicitors, things had suddenly come to a head very fast. D, my brother and I spent a couple of frantic days flinging all our stuff into boxes and driving a white van between our flat and my parents’ garage wherein now can be found pretty much all our worldly possessions. In no particular order.
|King prawns and langoustines in a lemongrass, chilli, pineapple and kaffir lime leaf nage|
|Smoked trout fillet on grilled fennel with olive salsa and beetroot marinated calamari|
|Beef fillet with beetroot fondant, sausage and leek ragout with a tarragon and mustard bechamel sauce|
Yes, this is a diet blog, remember? Ha, I bet you’d forgotten. The old weight has been remaining pretty steady – but not going down and all the impetus and drive of the first few months of this year has completely dissipated among the general disruption and stress of the summer. BUT. I reckon you can’t be said to have failed until you have given up altogether and that I will never do. There is a meeting, located a ten minute walk away from my office, that takes place at 7.30 a.m. on a Wednesday morning, and that is where you find me this time next week.
|Pot au chocolat with pistachio fudge|
So, all steam ahead for next week, although there is the small matter of my first wedding anniversary beforehand…