Belize Friday February 15, 2019

Good morning! Steve got up early to go fishing. The package we were on included fishing for me also, but I don’t like to get up early If it would be guaranteed that I would catch many fish, and have a non bumpy boat ride, there is a small chance that I might join Steve.

I pushed the button to call the tram to pick me up for the ride down to the dining area.

It arrived quickly.

This is the wheel that the cable for the tram winds around.

Let’s get in and check out breakfast.

Hot coffee, always a delight in the morning. Plus my very own glass of sugar. I ordered the French toast with fruit. They didn’t have any orange juice or butter today. The lady next to me at breakfast asked for butter for her toast, I was surprised when they said they were out. After breakfast I went to explore a little bit. This is the pool for the guests not staying in the canopy suites. The pool looked very nice. It was well shaded, for those who don’t like the sun. Our pool was lovely, but the chaise lounges are all in the sun, and looked too big to move. I went back through the downstairs lounge and bar. I will have to take a picture another day of the bar. I feel I am going to need to pad the rest of my days as there is not much going on here. I pushed the button again to head up to our suite.

I ended up spending most of the morning here blogging about Wednesday and our travel on Thursday. It was cool in the shade. Our two neighbors enjoyed the sun and the pool. They have been here since Sunday and will leave Monday. While at the pool the Howler Monkeys were howling.

Then it was back down to the dining area for lunch. I had a delicious salad with grilled chicken and pineapple. The ladies next to me were having pina coladas. I told them I was tempted. They told me “We are sitting right next to you! You are not drinking alone!”

It took them a long time to get their drinks, I was happy I stuck with an iced tea.

Dessert was banana and vanilla ice cream.

I hung out at the room all afternoon, switching from our deck, to the pool deck, thoroughly enjoying myself and feeling more and more relaxed.

Steve came back from fishing just after 4. He had a very disappointing nil. That means no fish. However none of the other anglers who went out fishing with the guides from Copal Tree got fish either. Steve did see some permit, and threw out a few casts at them, but none of them took the fly. Let’s wish him better luck next time.

We decided to go down to dinner a little early and get a drink at the bar downstairs. We sat on the lower veranda, but no one came to offer us a drink so we went up to the restaurant. I was a bit overwhelmed, I saw some cookies on an end table and desperately wanted them, but knew I would spoil my dinner. I don’t like sitting at bars, so didn’t want to sit there. The waitresses were much more proactive and offered us a drink menu with all the specialty drinks offered her.

Steve had a Jaguar Pizz in honor of my car.

He drank it very quickly!

I had a Belizean Howler Monkey. I sipped mine.

Here is Steve enjoying the view.

Here is Steve enjoying the view of me. I warned you, that not much was happening and I would need to pad the post!

Our amuse bouche for tonight was a mini taco.

We each had the lightly batter dipped shrimp on cucumbers. It was exceptionally good. It was described as a shrimp and cucumber salad.

We each had the fish. I asked to have mine with rice.

Steve had his served on polenta.

For dessert Steve had ice cream. He didn’t particularly care for it as it was very grainy.

I had the Budino. I only ate half of it.

How do you take your coffee?

When you look at your spouse, do you look at them like you are scared to death of them?

Do you consider cookies a proper cocktail canapé?

Delphi Club, Abaco. January 16, 2019

J was a good sport and let me take a picture of his Eggs Benedict. Not that he would have been able to stop me of course!

Not much was happening and it was soon time for lunch. Today I had the mixed greens with orange and wahoo. Of course I had an ice cream bar for dessert. Soon it was time for dinner and we had fried artichokes for our first canapé. Second canapé was tuna poke.

E and J took the house car to Marsh Harbour where they took the ferry to Hope Town. V and I were most interested in their adventure as we had been staying at the lodge and not going offsite our whole stay. As I expected, it turns out that V and I made the right decision. The park and ride lot was all full, so they had to park a mile away form the ferry and walk to the pier. By this time they had missed the ferry, and had to wait for the next one. The ferry ride was very nice, however. When they got to Hope Town, they didn’t rent a golf cart and instead walked around. The distances were a little bit further than they thought they would be but they had a great time. They went to a cute restaurant and ordered conch chowder, conch salad and conch fritters. I would have been miserable with all that walking. However E and J are young, in top notch shape, and are in love. What other kind of day are you going to have? Plus, they were away from my questions for a number of hours! Steve got head of the table. I wanted him to pretend to toast me, but he refused. At dinner I was suitably grumpy, but then was distracted after I had heard about E and J’s day.

That is J from Lexington at the bottom left of the photo. He is originally from Belfast but now lives in Lexington Ky. Next to him is J from Belfast, he is one of the barristers. Next to him was V from England. You will remember J from breakfast He is married to V. Then there is Steve. Next to Steve is E. She is from DC. Her husband is also a J, must have been camera shy. Then we had two guests at the table. They were staying at an Airbnb south of Delphi. He was from England, and she was from the US. She has lived in England for the last five years, but still eats her food in the American style. Many of the guests here use their knife and fork in the Continental style. I try to switch it up and dine in the Continental style while we are here, it is very difficult to do so! Our starter was shrimp bruschetta. Steve and I each had the grouper with asparagus and crab pilaf. Dessert was a banana tart in with spice ice cream. Steve loved it, which shocked me as he does not like fruit at all. J wanted to get a group shot of the table. Additions to the picture from last time are J in the plaid shirt at the upper right , and V from England via Scotland on the lower right, and Max, front and center. Since Max has refused to propose to Nicole, I am limiting my effusiveness. Once he proposes I will tell you what an excellent job he is doing at Delphi. We had more chocolates after dinner. These were pure chocolate so Steve was thrilled.

Steve caught nine fish, his largest was 3 and a half pounds.

As we were going to leave the next morning, Steve and I stayed up to chat with J, J, and V. The others all retired early. Much was discussed, no problems were solved, but a good time was had by all. A lot of wine was drunk.

What is your favorite fruit?

Do you have a vacation wardrobe different than your regular duds?

Do you follow Continental or American style dining?

Delphi Club, Abaco. January 13, 2019

Doesn’t that look appetizing! I love fresh fruit at breakfast. Sometimes at home I buy fresh fruit that has been cut up but it always seems ready to go bad at any moment. If I buy a melon it is generally not ripe and then I end up throwing it out!Today I ordered ordered a blueberry pancake to go along with my eggs. It was interesting to see a bottle of Crown Maple syrup on the table. Crown Maple is bottled in Dutchess County where our friends C and J live, and also now M and G. Maybe if I plug our friendship they will give me more likes! I had a bowl of tomato soup and a grilled cheese sandwich again with my lunch. We had ice cream bars again for dessert. Our first canapé was Mahi Mahi beignets. They were piping hot. Our second canapé was Brie and spiced apple on a croute. Which is a fancy name for a cracker. Our starter was Stone Claw Crabs. I had the wild boar with gnocchi as my entree. Steve had the Hogfish. Since he was sitting far from me, I don’t have a picture for you.

I sat next to V, a retired vascular surgeon from England. He was a little hard of hearing, so I had to speak loudly to get my questions heard. You might see a vascular surgeon if you have high blood pressure, varicose veins, or other circulatory problems. He has been retired for over twenty years now, so when I discussed my blood clot medicines with him he had not heard of it as it is a new medication.

Dessert was a gingerbread auflauf with sour orange anglaise and spiced ice cream. It was very good. An auflauf is a German word for soufflé. You can add that to your repertoire of words to impress people!

Steve caught fourteen bonefish and another barrcuda. That barracuda was not twenty five pounds like yesterday’s fish. None of them big enough for him to sit at head of the table.

We had two departures today, including S who is attending medical school in Edinburgh. He skipped some classes to go fishing with his Dad, J, who is a barrister. We also lost D, the other barrister. D was telling me at breakfast how his wife loves to camp on her holidays. D does not share his darling wife’s love of camping. He does not like camping in the fields in a three bedroom tent with living room among a bunch of Belgians. I asked whether she always liked to camp (thinking that her liking camping would have been a deal breaker from the get go)? No, she just started to enjoy camping in the past five years. They had been married for over 12 years. He especially did not enjoy camping last summer in the south of France in 35 degree Celsius weather. That’s the equivalent of 95 degrees Fahrenheit!

Our new guests were V and J. They are a retired couple from England. They arrived yesterday. They had already spent a week in Nassau and will be spending a week in Delphi and then fly to another fishing lodge in the Bahamas.

Also J, from Lexington Kentucky via Belfast, a friend of J, whose son and friend D, left. J’s wife is from Syracuse, where I grew up! Of course we did not know each other.

Now most of the J’s that are here are really John’s. One J is a Jack. However as I am trying to disguise my guests names I have been using initials. Wouldn’t it be funny if all the J’s were really M’s, and the guys names were Mike and Matt. Could I be doing a double switcharoo and be fooling you? You will never know, now will you!

Does your name begin with a J?

Did you know one time we had three Linda’s here?

Do you like to camp or stay in luxury hotels?


Delphi Club, Abaco. January 12, 2019

Here is a picture of some of the pastries. Steve really likes the cinnamon buns. I really like the blueberry muffins. I often eat at least two each morning!Here are my fried eggs. At home I usually have just cereal or biscotti. Every once in a while I swear off biscotti, as I think it’s pretty unhealthy to just drink coffee and eat four mini biscotti in the morning. Then I stop buying them. That lasts for about two months, and I decide to start buying them again. It’s a viscous cycle. My stomach fat says “No, No!” While my eye balls say “Yes, Yes!’

After a morning binge watching the Tidying Up series with Marie Kondo on Netflix I went upstairs to lunch. This trip we are staying on the lower level of the building. Last trip we were in the rooms above the great room. So it’s now upstairs to meals as opposed to downstairs to meals! As it was very windy today we didn’t eat ocean side. The breeze can be very strong some days on the veranda. When it’s windy we eat with a view of the parking lot and the bushes.

I decided to try the grilled cheese and tomato soup accompanied by a side salad for lunch. A joined me again and we found out how much we have in common. Both our husbands, fish which we don’t care to do. We would rather lay about and read. Although A is energetic enough to walk down to the beach. I prefer to just look down from the veranda and say “Hmm. Yes, a beach lies below. Nice to look at. Perhaps I will go visit it some day. But not today.” A and her husband J, are from Scotland. They came with another friend S. When they get going talking, I find it hard to understand what they are saying. But it is so much fun listening to their accents. I wonder if they find my American accent amusing. I hope so. It would be horrible if they found it grating to their ears!

We both agreed that we are comfortable just staying at the Club. To go off site you need to borrow the house car, and drive about 30 minutes to Marsh Harbour where you can take a ferry to one of the out islands. Then you rent a golf cart to drive around and see the outside of houses. Now if they offered tours of some fancy mansions, then I might step off the grounds. Until then I stay at the club.

Many of you know that I proposed to Steve after we dated for six months. A did one better she waited a number of years and then informed J that they should get married! A bit more pressure than my offer of marriage.

We are still waiting for Max and his girlfriend to get engaged Well, at least I am! I suggested he do it for Christmas, but he declined that suggestion. Then I suggested he do it is a New Year’s resolution. Nix on that. However one night at dinner, Max referred to Nicole as “the missus”. Now I follow the dictionary meaning that “the missus” refers to one’s wife. Max follows the second definition meaning woman. He is wrong, and as the guest I am therefore right!

In December 2017, I did go to Nancy’s in Sandy Point, for lunch. It wasn’t for me. This was inside the bar. The outside didn’t look much better! I asked if there were any cookies or ice cream for dessert at lunch. We hit the jackpot with ice cream bars. Not as good as a Dove Bar, but refreshing just the same. Steve went fishing with Dana, the lone female guide on Abaco. Here she is holding a 25 pound barracuda that Steve caught. Although it was the biggest fish of the day, Steve didn’t get head of the table as only the largest bonefish counts to get that honor. He caught 2 bonefish, both too small to take the honors. Steve has sat at the head of the table many times, so he wasn’t disappointed. Our first canapé of the evening was quail eggs with celery salt. I was nervous eating them last year for the first time, but they are very tasty. Next up were salt cod fritters with a dipping sauce. Our first course was a beet salad. They used to offer a beet salad with lots of greens and feta cheese at lunch. I will have to ask Jason, the chef, if it can be put back in rotations. I had the Osso Bucco for my entree. Not as good as mine, but at least I didn’t have to cook or clean. Dessert was a pavlova with raspberries, mango coulis and chantilly cream. The recommend wine was $150 per bottle, so we passed on a dessert wine. We usually drink about 3/4 of a bottle each night. I have half a glass and Steve drinks the rest. On previous trips I would get a bottle of rose to drink at lunch for the week. However since I am on so many drugs trying to cure my scratching, I am not drinking at lunch. Now that I think about it, if I were in a drunken haze, perhaps I would ignore the urge to scratch.

This dessert is also called “Eton Mess”. Although then it would be made with strawberries and not raspberries. No one at the Club this year had gone to Eton. In December one of the guests had gone to Eton, and then on to Oxford!We finally got our after dinner chocolates tonight. Jason the chef has been quite stingy in sending them out with the after dinner tea and coffee! Steve should have picked the truffle on the left, as it had no coconut on it, and Steve hates coconut!

No crazy dinner stories tonight, as S wouldn’t let me sit next to him! S was the guest who danced with the Queen. Yes, the Queen, for my new readers!

Have you ever eaten a quail egg?

Are you a layabout or an action person?

Have you ever been to Nancy’s?

I am not even going to bother asking you if you have met the Queen. Although I do know that one of my readers has met the Queen several times!

Saturday December 1, 2018 Back to Delphi Club, Abaco Bahamas

Well, my dear readers, we are back to current times. I still have our trip to Iceland this past November to report on and will do so when I finish up this current trip.

We were picked up at the ugly time of 5 a.m. for our car service to White Plains where we would depart to go to Fort Lauderdale and then Marsh Harbour. We had a bit of a delay with the plane, finally after de-icing the plane and paperwork we were off. I had forgotten my ear buds and actually broke down and bought a pair so I could watch the news about the late President George H.W. Bush. Instead I watched Crazy Rich Asians, and adored the movie. I will have to watch it at home on a bigger screen as there was much to see.

We landed in a timely manner at Fort Lauderdale and finally found our departing terminal for our connecting flight. Jet Blue and Silver airways do not fly out of the same terminal. It is always a gamble, do we go left or right upon landing on our search for the Silver Departure Gates? Well, I guessed correctly and we found the correct terminal. As we had a rather long layover, 3.5 hours I suggested we go to the Silver airways counter and get our boarding passes reprinted as ours didn’t say TSA Pre-Check. I hate taking off my shoes and taking out phones and iPads from our bags, don’t you? New boarding passes in hand we were able to go through security quickly and look for a place for lunch.

Last time we stopped at Shula Burger, and weren’t that excited about our lunch, so we tried Jimmy Buffet’s Margaritaville. Steve had an uninspiring burger and I had the Caesar salad. We only heard Margaritaville played once, I was wondering if it was played every hour. It seems I forgot to take a picture of our lunches. Oh, well!

Then we found our gate, and waited and waited. Steve took off at one point, and I began to worry when he didn’t come back. No, he didn’t get lost or collapse, he was talking to one of his brothers on the phone as it was his brother’s birthday. I asked Steve to let me know in the future if he was going to look for a quiet place for a phone call. However as I am always wandering off in the stores, and he can’t find me, I guess that payback is a bitch.

There weren’t any interesting David Gandy posters on the wall this time. Finally it was time to board and we were off to Marsh Harbour Airport on Abaco. We were picked up by Margery, who has a lock on the taxi service to and from the airport to Delphi. We got up to date on the situation of the hospital, which was finally finished, and whether or not Baker’s Bay ,the upscale housing development ,was legit or not. It is, although I still think that Tom Brady and Micheal Jordan have free homes there, or bought with a substantial discount, to give the development credibility.

Finally we arrived at the Delphi Club, where we will stay for the week. It always feels like home. The beach is still deserted as there are only two homes in this area. There is still a bit of seaweed, although not as much as in prior years. Every high tide, more seaweed gets deposited. It is a never ending job to keep the beach clean.

Peter, the Most Interesting Man in the world, is no longer here. He is back in merry olde England where his dear long suffering wife Jane has him hard at work on her honey do list. Max is still here, and his girlfriend is here to keep and eye on him. I have only suggested that Max propose on Christmas about six times already. When we come back in January I will be inspecting Nicole’s hands. Especially the ring finger.

No fishing this afternoon for Steve. I requested to stay in one of the upstairs rooms, although I think we will stay downstairs in the future. The drawbacks of staying upstairs are that you can hear some of the living room noise, when people are still chatting and you want to sleep. Also, there is a step down to the bathroom, and I am petrified that I will miss the step and break my neck. You do remember that I have a tendency to fall down stairs don’t you?

The advantage is that there is a delightful little deck off the bedroom, that is quite sunny and you have a lovely view of the beach. The downstairs bedrooms are a little more shady, and therefore have more sand flies. Boo Hiss on the sandflies!

First canapé of the evening was Pork Tonnato, although I swear it was tuna fish. Next up was calamari rings.

Our appetizer was Stone Crab Claws. Steve had the Hogfish. A terrible name for a very tasty fish. I had the Rack of Lamb. Max requested mint jelly, and the bottled good stuff was brought to the table. Not the mint flavored apple jelly you get in the States. Saturday night Chef Jason likes to serve cheese and fruit for dessert. Not my favorite. I prefer something sweeter. I prefer ice cream, and after whispering in Jason’s ear, he was sweet enough to bring it to me. I think the flavors were vanilla and allspice.It definitely wasn’t chocolate and was a bit zingy. No chocolates with our tea, but biscuits or as we would say in the States, cookies, fresh out of the oven. Mmm, mmm, mmm, as my favorite friend from South Africa would say.

Do you like cheese or cookies?

Do you remember who David Gandy is?

Do you understand the Margaritaville song?

“The Land” June 2018

During the winter Steve found an advertisement for property in the Adirondacks. 523 acres of land in Franklin County. The Salmon River runs through part of it.

I have left all the contact information in case you might be interested. I guess by telling you that you can also be a proud owner of “The Land” you have figured out that we didn’t buy the property. Well, maybe so, but read on, as it truly was an excellent adventure!

Well, that was enough to get Steve interested. His own private stretch of the Salmon River. Since we don’t have access to a snowmobile we couldn’t go to see it until Spring.

We couldn’t go in May because I was having my Excellent Adventure at Memorial Sloan Kettering with the removal of my Myxoma in my thigh. You do remember that Adventure don’t you?

By June, I was fit enough to go for an Exellent Adventure to explore “The Land”, as Steve and I affectionately named the property. So off we went to meet the real estate agent in Saranac Lake, about 90 minutes away from our house in Lake George.

Now you are probably asking what in the world were Steve and Linda thinking about acquiring 523 acres of forested land far, far away from civilization. There is no house on the property, no electricity, no running water (except for the Salmon River), and probably no cell service….

Wonder on, I think Steve was a bit delusional, but I love the man fiercely and thought, “Well, it might make an interesting blog post!”We met Tim in his office and he showed us the map. “The Land” is located right where Tim’s finger is. We needed to drive about another hour to get to the property. Part of the journey would be on unpaved private roads. The property was in the middle of nowhere, a beer run would probably take an hour or so. Walmart? Tack on another sixty minutes at least.

You can see in this picture how far away Lake George is. Our property in Diamond Point is located five miles north of the village of Lake George.

Off we went, following Tim in his big truck. If Steve and I purchased “The Land”, we were going to have to buy a pickup truck. Steve has secretly wanted a pickup truck for a long time, but we have no use for them. We don’t haul anything that can’t fit in the SUV or the van.

Long ago before we had children we stayed at a fishing lodge in Grand Lake Stream, Maine. We saw a 90 year old codger who drove a brand new fire red pickup truck. Steve laughed that he must have just gotten a good health report from his doctor!

We eventually got to the start of the private road and we got in Tim’s truck.

Here is the gate to let us onto the private road. During winter this road is only passable by snowmobile. Remember that factoid, it will be crucial to the tale of this adventure! We slowly drove on the dirt road and started to explore the property. Here we are on a short walk to a pond. Steve is wearing one of his at least twenty plaid shirts. Ten are located in Poughkeepsie, and ten in Lake George.

Tim is wearing a long sleeve version. We aren’t as used to the bugs, so Steve and I both wore long sleeves and doused ourselves with bug repellant.

Here is Steve checking out the pond at the end of our short walk. It was really a pretty view, but the pond was too shallow, all the fish would probably die off during the winter. Steve brought his fly rod in case he saw a fish rise. He never even made a cast. Here is a little video of the pond. A bit dejected we went back to the truck. We did see some pretty flowers, but that was about it. The trees on the property were not that good looking. The property had a deal with a hunting club. They had access to the property for hunting, and supposedly that paid for the taxes.

By now we had decided that being Lumber Barons was not in the cards for us. We had enough and told Tim, that we had seen enough. We started to head back to where Steve and I had our car parked. Unfortunately we then heard a hiss and a thump thump. Oh, no! A flat tire! It seems that studs from a snowmobile had fallen off during the winter and one was laying face up in the road. Here is Tim at work jacking up the truck.Tim spent quite a bit of time trying to get the wheel off. We looked in manuals, and tried to find out if there was a secret to getting the tire off. The tire just didn’t want to come off the axel. Finally Tim got a shovel from the bed of the truck and whacked the truck a good one. Finally the tire came off! Yay! We were lucky as there was no cell phone reception where we were. Tim did not have a satellite phone. His wife wasn’t expecting him home for dinner as he was coaching a local lacrosse team. So no one would think about looking for missing Tim until about ten o’clock at night! Here is our hero Tim! We were all so happy that the tire got on the truck. We drove back on that dirt road slowly, with eyes looking for any kind of glint in the dirt that might be another snowmobile stud!

We said goodbye to Tim after we finally reached our car. We had never been so happy to be on paved roads! We stopped for ice cream on our way back to Lake George. A soft ice cream twist on a hot day. As our friend Greg says “mmmm, mmmm!”

Yes indeed! Although I think I’m going to have to do something about those age spots before my next hand close up!

Are you a lumber baron?

Does your husband ever have any crazy ideas about buying property?

Do you tolerate his madness with a sweet smile?

Which do you prefer? Soft vanilla, chocolate or twist ice cream cones?

May 1, 2018 Pre-surgical Testing and Lunch in Manhattan

I am going through my 20,046 photos and 629 videos and thought that I would use a quick post as a good way to delete some pictures. I am still trying to figure out how I have 629 videos, but I think that might be due to accidentally having my iPhone camera setting on video instead of photo!

Anyway May 1st, Steve and I took the train to Manhattan to see Dr. Boland before the surgery to remove the myxoma in my thigh. He is a surgeon at Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center. When my thingamajig in my thigh was discovered in February 2017, we were able to get a second opinion with Dr. Boland. Sloan doesn’t just see anyone, we had to have pathology reports and a diagnosis first. My specialness was confirmed with the diagnosis of a myxoma-only one in a million people get them. Surprise! Once I was accepted into the Sloan system it was decided to have my surgery there instead of back home in Poughkeepsie.

After following my myxoma for over a year, Dr. Boland decided to remove it. We just had to stop traveling for a while! So after our trip to The Maldives, Argentina and Abaco, we were finally in one place long enough for me to have surgery and recover. So a date in May was picked for the surgery. I already described the Excellent Surgery Adventure in a previous post.

Pre Surgical Testing was scheduled and we met with the doctor first. We were unsure if I would actually have surgery as the last MRI showed a decrease in size of the myxoma. We were happy that Dr. Boland still wanted to do the surgery, he thought the size discrepancy could have been due to measurement error. He explained the surgery and we were off to get chest x-rays, blood draw and EKG’s. Blood draws are my favorite part. I have great veins for phlebotomists to use. Steve accuses me of suffering from veinity. Ha Ha.

After that was over we were free to go to lunch and then home. We picked Avena on E. 57th Street. We sat upstairs, the first time we were there we ate downstairs. Like most NYC restaurants it was quite small. Upstairs was nice and since it was a beautiful day we could look outside. We picked the prix fixe lunch special. Steve had the Green pea Veloute with roasted flying squid! Hmm, that sounds interesting now doesn’t it! It was a strange choice for Steve as he does not like mollusks. But he does like Green peas. Presentation was the way I like it, except this time it was a little backward. Soup first and then squid was ladled in, unlike the restaurant at The Union League where I got vegetables and then soup was poured on.

Here it is with the squid in it. Now doesn’t that just make you want to gag! Steve says the addition of the squid was not a value add at all! I was SMART and had the seasonal greens with air dried cured beef. A much more sensible choice. However as Steve has a condition where iron is stored in the body he has to limit his beef intake. A real bummer to my diet, as this means we don’t get to eat a lot of steak now. For his entree Steve had homemade Fettuccini with wild mushrooms. Just looking at the dish now, I can understand why Steve had indigestion later in the day. It looks a wee bit greasy to me. Too much truffle oil perhaps!My entree was salmon on a potato galette. Much easier to digest. Steve had two small balls of pistachio ice cream. I upgraded my dessert for an extra $4 and got the semifreddo Tangerine compote with pistachio pralines and warm meringue. It was delicious.

I don’t think we will go to the restaurant again as, the food was a little too rich for Steve. I thought it was great. As long as I gave Steve goo goo eyes 👀 and didn’t look at Steve’s choices I was fine!

Do you have good veins?

Do you think squid 🦑 are disgusting?

How much of an up charge would you pay for a dessert?