DeejayR
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- Type of diabetes
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- Diet only
My attempt to guarantee safe eating came unstuck yesterday when Mrs DeeJay and I treated ourselves to dinner at a country house hotel. I sent my food list in advance and the owner assured me the delicious choices on the menu were interchangeable.
I chose the ones that looked the least carb-fuelled. (monkfish starter, bass main). But each tempting course proved to be a single sculpture of artistically-arranged ingredients impossible to disentangle or substitute for anything else. Then there was the unexpected pre-starter starter of curried parsnip puree (veloute?), and between the courses palate-fresheners of lemon mousse and a sorbet. And the pud the chef had made specially for me comprised fresh berries but with chocolate-topped sponge and sweet lemon cream. I felt it would be rude to go for the cheeseboard instead.
Luckily the portions were as small as the prices were large and by the time I got to swipe the Libre reader over the sensor two hours after first bite my BS had peaked at somewhere between 9 & 10 and was descending steeply through 7.
No harm done, but I wasn't in control. However, considering Mrs DeeJay managed to spend more than £18 on one large gin and tonic at the bar, we won't be going back for a year or so.
Transport cafes are really the safest for us, I think.
I chose the ones that looked the least carb-fuelled. (monkfish starter, bass main). But each tempting course proved to be a single sculpture of artistically-arranged ingredients impossible to disentangle or substitute for anything else. Then there was the unexpected pre-starter starter of curried parsnip puree (veloute?), and between the courses palate-fresheners of lemon mousse and a sorbet. And the pud the chef had made specially for me comprised fresh berries but with chocolate-topped sponge and sweet lemon cream. I felt it would be rude to go for the cheeseboard instead.
Luckily the portions were as small as the prices were large and by the time I got to swipe the Libre reader over the sensor two hours after first bite my BS had peaked at somewhere between 9 & 10 and was descending steeply through 7.
No harm done, but I wasn't in control. However, considering Mrs DeeJay managed to spend more than £18 on one large gin and tonic at the bar, we won't be going back for a year or so.
Transport cafes are really the safest for us, I think.