Way behind, I had a completely chaotic and wonderful weekend.
On saturday I ate at a party in my cousin's garden: a very good tomato soup with spinach. My cousin's husband had cooked for about 20 people, and he even made a separate pot of the soup with the noodles left out because I was coming!
I hadn't asked, and I only see them once or twice a year, I think it's amazing he remembered how I eat, and confidently made a simple adjustment to have a low carb meal ready for me after a long drive.

I had it with a slice of my own LC bread.
On sunday I had a quick and easy meal planned after the long drive back, but one of our neighbours needed us (neighbour Tale and I) urgently for emotional support, and at some point Tale cooked us a meal of rice, green beans, onions and bacon.
Diabetes was a mess that evening, but sometimes there are things more important than decent BG, and eating and talking together definitely was yesterday.
Today, the troubled neighbour cooked for us, her teenage children, and a vegetarian friend of ours.
Very nice meal that suited all: a Moroccan dish cooked in a chicken brick (Google insists that this is the right translation for Römertopf

): Meat on the bottom, followed by various veggies, and a tomato sauce on top.

The two vegetarians scooped from the top, no meat, the builder mainly scooped from the bottom, lots of meat, I scooped everywhere and easily fished out the potato cubes to be left with a perfect low carb meal.