Food Grief

24-02-2013

Been a bit busy lately with various things going on. Not a lot worth ranting about but still enough to keep me from sitting down and posting some things.

That's a shit excuse, but screw it that's what you're getting.

Right now I am in the middle of digesting a large meal and passing through the two stages of "Food Grief" at the exact same time.

Regret at having eaten so large a meal beyond what was needed to keep the body ticking over nicely and Happiness at having eaten a meal of such damn tasty standards that even now my taste buds are in a taste coma.

What spurred such an act of tasty, tasty, sweet, delicious gluttony? Well today Darver Castle, the location for our upcoming nuptials reception, had a wedding show on. We figured it would be a good time to bring the parental units along to show them the place. Without going into the details of the tour by the end of it they were all impressed with the venue. Which is good because we've plonked down the cash for it and all .

Afterwards we figured the six of us would go and grab food in the castle's restaurant. Which was were this food baby currently being digested came from. This isn't even my first time having a food baby in this place. Myself and the lady friend dropped down for dinner in November to mark the countdown to the wedding. So I knew what I was letting myself in for.

You'd think that I would have learned my lesson last time right? Well you're right, I did. I learned that for dessert I should have ordered the sticky toffee pudding instead of the banoffi.

Which is what I did tonight.

It's about four hours later and my body is still working on getting rid of that tasty food from stomach.

I'm starting to think that come the wedding I'll need a suit with a stretchy waistband to give my stomach room to grow.

Now if you'll excuse me I have to sit on the couch and groan contentedly.

Blue_jester