Travel is broadening, especially so when you travel with an omnivore like my husband. An indiscriminate eater (which, by the way, makes for a happy marriage) he is also lucky to have the metabolism of a black fly. Unfortunately I do not share his fat burning capacity and thus when I travel with the ol’ fella, I broaden.
Over the course of 14 days he consumed
- 6 plates of fish and chips
- 2 bowls of creamy fish chowder
- one lobster dinner
- fish cakes and chips
- 8-10 pieces of pie (raisin, apple, strawberry rhubarb, lemon meringue)
- homemade tea biscuits and fresh bread toasted and soaked in butter
- waffles and syrup, sausage and bacon
- gallons of locally brewed ales.
You only live once, right? Best to go out on a full stomach.
At the Halifax farmers’ market he digested samosas, spring rolls, cupcakes, and saltwater taffy. He lugged a six-pack of Garrison Irish Cannon Red up and down the hills of Halifax all day so we could have a brew in our hotel in the evening.
Then there’s “cheese o’clock”. A cherished ritual at home, it continued on the 2014 family road trip to the Maritimes. Just as the Brits had high tea during the Raj, so must my dear man persist in his snack habit no matter where, no matter when. Comfort at the Comfort Inn in spite of the cramped quarters. An ale and a slab of cheddar on a saltine. The blue cheese we purchased at the grocery store in Halifax was carted to Louisbourg, then Baddeck and lastly Ingonish changing from a warmish blue to a suspect green. Potential ptomaine bedamned. Cheese o’clock must continue!
Stuffed to the gills following a feast at the Red Shoe Pub in Mabou, Cape Breton which concluded with a banana split built on a base of a homemade macaroon piled with sauteed bananas, warm butterscotch sauce, and topped with fresh whip cream, we returned to our charming but minuscule room at the Mabou River Inn. I lay on the bed loosening my shorts to give my gut room to expand. He crossed the hallway to the communal fridge and retrieved the Havarti.
“Time for a bedtime snack – cheese o’clock!”