Hello! I'm sorry! Come back!
If you are one of my two loyal readers, you may have noticed that Playing With My Food has been on a little bit of a hiatus for the past few weeks. The Hubby and I have been nomads...Orlando and New Orleans for ten days, then a couple of weeks later over to Italy, Greece and Turkey for three more weeks. Yep. Amazing.
The problem with all of this is of course that I have no control of myself when I eat in a restaurant. And since vacations mean continuously eating in one restaurant after another (my version of paradise in itself), I have had no control of myself for a very, very long time.
But the food...holy macaroni and canoles, the food!
I started off this eating extravaganza in Orlando at a work conference, where we scarfed down filet mignon and lobster for dinner two nights in a row, along with crab, prawns and oysters. Plus wine and beer, of course. Then over to New Orleans where it was jambalaya, gumbo, red beans and rice, etouffee, oysters, grits, fried chicken, and Strawberry Abitas. We were lucky enough to be in N'awlins for crawfish season, and ate boiled crawfish for the first time...amazing!!! Next was a Mediterranean cruise with out-of-this world cruise food (including all-day ice cream buffet) and stops in Turkey (meatballs, Turkish Delight, beer), Greece (gyros, souvlaki, baklava, beer), and finally over to Italy. Oh, Italy...is there anything I didn't eat in your wonderful country? If I thought I had eaten to my maximum capacity on the cruise ship, Italy showed me that I could push through and take it to the next level. Pizza, Pasta, Gelato, Prosciutto, Pasta, Gelato, Cheese, Bread, Cheese, Pizza, Risotto, Bread, Pasta. Wine wine wine limoncello wine wine wine. Happiness.
And now here I am, back at home. With my same clothes from before all of this last paragraph happened. And they don't fit. Definite first world problem.