Monday, April 04, 2011
We had such fun this weekend. I spent the weekend with 23 women and barring about 7 hours for sleeping, we were together the entire time. The best part was the incredible food that we had at our five star hotel. I would really like to visit again in the summer with Serge. I don't know if we could afford that though. My job was sort of like activities director and we played games and I gave prizes on the bus and in the evening. One of the ladies kept saying it was the best weekend of her life. How can you not smile when someone reconnects with that childhood wonder. It still lives in all of us, but if you're like me, it doesn't make an appearance all that often any more.
This was the view from my veranda. As you can see, winter is still firmly in control out there, but the temperature was in the forties, so it was pleasant for the two mini walks we managed to squeeze in. That lake was still frozen and I wanted to walk on it but since it's spring everyone advised against that. I threw big stones up in the air and they didn't pierce the ice but I didn't try it anyway. Too scared. Lots of people saw deer down at the lake. Sadly, I only saw the tracks.
As I said, the food was phenomenal. This dessert was pretty good but I couldn't resist making skid mark jokes at the table. When will my inner teenager die? Perhaps when I do. The only complaint I might have would have been the time it took to have dinner. Granted there were five courses and 25 of us, but 3 hours and 45 minutes was a bit long. I felt like I do on a long flight. The menu was very upscale and even I didn't know what some of the things were. Turns out I adore pureed parsnips.
Even though it was your basic eggs benedict, it seemed like art to me. The eggs were amazing, I don't think I've seen such orange yolks before. They told me they were supplied by a local organic farmer and that they cost triple what supermarket eggs cost. I would definitely buy those eggs if I could. The service reminded me of when I worked at the Ritz-Carlton. We had the amuse bouche at dinner, the pre-dessert, the table crumbers, the gueridon service and I realized how much I don't miss being on that side of the dining experience. The waitstaff was so kiss ass, just like I used to be. It made me feel a little bit uncomfortable with them fussing around the table all the time.
We can't have a proper post without our favorite pooch now, can we? He was so cute lying there on the couch like that. He sat there for several minutes like that so I got to take numerous pictures. I liked the look on his face in this one. Oh yeah, this reminds me, the camera is working again! I googled my camera model and "won't turn on" and I got the fix. It involved several steps of taking out the batteries and memory card, putting back the batteries but not the memory card, turn it on and take a picture on the internal memory, then take out the batteries again and replace them and the memory card. It didn't make any sense to me, but I did it and it worked! So now I can take pics again. By the way, thanks for all your kind words on the last post. I am grateful for them.