DeejayR
Well-Known Member
- Messages
- 2,389
- Type of diabetes
- Treatment type
- Diet only
Mrs DeeJay and I have just returned from a 10-day road trip to southern France, stopping at a different place each night except for two nights with relatives not far from the Spanish border.
There was a bit of carb creep on the journey but I'm pleased with what can be achieved while still enjoying a varied diet.
The most difficult meal was breakfast, since most B&Bs offered pastries, jam and fruit, but we took a cool-bag with cheese, ham, lettuce and tomatoes as a back-up and replenished the ice whenever we could. Superstores and street markets provided plenty of choice for meat, cheese and salad veg, and often sold hardboiled eggs in their shells (but not at the one posh place we stayed where the egg wasn't hardboiled after all, as I found when I broke it over the dining table. Quelle surprise).
I was disappointed not to find any Lidl offering high-protein (low carb) rolls. It was also hard to get more than half a cup of coffee at a time, the fashion being for expresso.
My favourite meal, and probably the most carby, was a dish of snails in about half a pint of garlic butter, followed by duck casserole. I threw caution to the winds and mopped up the butter with a couple of small rounds of bread, and the crispy-skinned duck was served with a thick sauce which contained butter beans.
Finally, on the way home I suddenly bought a slice of apple tart, surprising us both. My excuse is mental meltdown after driving nearly 1000 miles without air conditioning in car or rooms (except one) as temperatures topped 30C. But we went canoeing and swimming, and saw the Lascaux cave paintings and many other wonderful things, and as usual on holiday I lost a couple of kg which are now going back on. Fab.
There was a bit of carb creep on the journey but I'm pleased with what can be achieved while still enjoying a varied diet.
The most difficult meal was breakfast, since most B&Bs offered pastries, jam and fruit, but we took a cool-bag with cheese, ham, lettuce and tomatoes as a back-up and replenished the ice whenever we could. Superstores and street markets provided plenty of choice for meat, cheese and salad veg, and often sold hardboiled eggs in their shells (but not at the one posh place we stayed where the egg wasn't hardboiled after all, as I found when I broke it over the dining table. Quelle surprise).
I was disappointed not to find any Lidl offering high-protein (low carb) rolls. It was also hard to get more than half a cup of coffee at a time, the fashion being for expresso.
My favourite meal, and probably the most carby, was a dish of snails in about half a pint of garlic butter, followed by duck casserole. I threw caution to the winds and mopped up the butter with a couple of small rounds of bread, and the crispy-skinned duck was served with a thick sauce which contained butter beans.
Finally, on the way home I suddenly bought a slice of apple tart, surprising us both. My excuse is mental meltdown after driving nearly 1000 miles without air conditioning in car or rooms (except one) as temperatures topped 30C. But we went canoeing and swimming, and saw the Lascaux cave paintings and many other wonderful things, and as usual on holiday I lost a couple of kg which are now going back on. Fab.