Guess what? Yes, more eggs for breakfast! At home I usually only have coffee with biscotti. At least six of the little ones. If I get the really big ones, then I eat one, I’m really lazy in the morning. If someone is willing to make me eggs, then I am all in. Otherwise, even opening up a box of cereal, pouring it out and adding milk and blueberries is too much effort.
Steve likes to make stone ground oatmeal, but that is a pain to eat. Who wants to wait 20 minutes for breakfast? I don’t like making an effort in the morning. Once when I was a young teenager and sleeping over at a girlfriend’s house they had Grape Nuts. They tried to warn me to only pour a small amount out. Man, is that cereal dense! I laugh every time I see a box of it in the store!
Then it was time to read. Which I did, until lunchtime.
I was back to the roasted vegetable salad with jerk chicken. Add French fries and we have a really great lunch. The big excitement at lunch was that Peter and Jane went out to lunch. Max had gone out fishing with some of the other guests. While at lunch I had noticed someone wandering about. This doesn’t usually happen. There are rarely strangers here. I didn’t think that there were new guests comings in at that time. I debated jumping up and inquiring if they needed help. Now you know that this was really hard for me. At that point one of the wait staff brought me my espresso. I looked at her, and she said Jason, the chef was taking care of them. In other words, Linda stand down. The strangers soon disappeared. Lunch over, my lunch mates and I all dispersed. More reading and then pool time. I decided to bring a book with me when I was in the pool I held it on the edge of the pool and could read for 37 minutes! That’s a record for me in the pool. Once in a while I tried to pretend that I was exercising and kick my feet a little bit. Heaven forbid I should actually do a stroke. Jane was in the pool and goggles on. I might try that sometime. I could leave my contacts in and try to do some strokes. Remember I said I might try that.
Our first canapé was lobster salad. Followed by conch fritters. Our appetizer was conch salad. Monday was Jason, the chef, night off. We had macaroni and cheese and either fried chicken strips or fried fish, I picked the chicken.
At this point in dinner Jane asked me if I met the Duke of XXXX earlier this afternoon. What? It seems that the Duke comes to the club to buy wine when he comes to visit. On their way to lunch Jane asked Peter if they should ask me to be on the look out for the Duke who was supposed to show up by 12:30 to meet Peter and pick up the wine. As the Duke wasn’t there on time, Peter and Jane were going to leave. Peter told Jane “Hell, No” or something more English than that. He knew that I might accidentally run into the Duke, but if I knew who was coming I might be lurking behind the palm trees with a butterfly net. It would be best all around if I only accidentally met the gentleman who would likely have not said “Hello, Linda you may call me x instead of Duke. No, I don’t have an extra invite to Harry and Megan’s wedding.”
Dessert was a cheesecake verrine with a guava compote.
Steve had a good day, his last day of fishing. He caught five fish, and his largest was 5 pounds so he got head of the table.