Glorious gluttony!

UUUFFFF, I’m still full just thinking about it!

Thanks to my beloved’s all encompassing summer job (of which we’ll hear more later), I don’t get to spend many weekend evenings with him between May and October. At the beginning of summer it’s great – I get to watch rubbish on TV, rent chick flick DVDs, eat what I fancy, read my book on the beach until whenever, window shop in Marbella and so on. By about mid May, I’m already bored of my own company.

So you’ll understand my excitement when I arranged a “date night” with him last Friday night. One of the concert tickets I won in the summer came with an “invitation” for two to eat at a well-known themed restaurant in Puerto Banús. You know, the one with walls covered in memorabilia which shakes and shudders in time to the reverberating rock music, while beautiful waiters and waitresses with dazzling smiles (who can’t ever eat there) serve giant meals to their unsuspecting victims.

We’ve been once before so knew what to expect and more or less starved ourselves during the day. Well, I had a bowl of cereal and some fruit. He only ate half a loaf of bread with cheese and pickle instead of a whole loaf. Anyway, with hindsight, it was so not the right thing to do.

Miss Dazzling Smile took us to our table and explained that our “invitation” gifted us a starter to share, main course each, dessert each and drink each. Fantastic! We ordered our drinks and decided to share a portion of nachos before our main courses. Big mistake. Both starving from our day of abstinence, we demolished the scrumptious nachos and were then completely full.

The dog was thrilled when we got home with our doggie bag filled with most of a chicken club sandwich and rather large beef burger. He particularly liked the smelly blue cheese slathered over the burger and the crispy bacon with hint of guacamole!

Suffice to say, I can’t tell you anything about desserts as we were both doubled over in embarrassed “stuffed to the gills” discomfort when asked if we’d like to order something else. I couldn’t even bring myself to have a coffee – sacrilege!

The next morning, still suffering the consequences of our over indulgence, I had lost the will to ever eat again. It was the perfect time to go food shopping; healthier for my body and my bank balance than doing it when I was hungry! And thankfully I recovered just in time to share a fantastic paella at a friend’s house later on that evening, and bake him a birthday cheesecake in the meantime. At least I wasn’t tempted to lick out the bowl.

We had a great evening in Puerto Banús and it was lovely to see the place again without having to fight our way past inebriated tourist party goers as is often the case in the peak summer months. It was great sitting in the restaurant enjoying each other’s company and watching the beautiful people walk by. Of course, the meal was hugely enhanced by the fact that we only had to pay for a couple of extra drinks and the car park! Would we go again? Right now, I’d say probably not but I know that in a few months I’ll have forgotten how full I felt for most of the next day and will be hankering for some of their nachos. After all, it will be winter by then and we all need our comfort food from time to time!