I really shouldn't complain. I really couldn't be any more spoiled as I sit on my behind in the formal dining room at b's parent's house in the countryside eating course after course of excellent food prepared by his mother's skilled hands.
Here is what it looks like:
Puff pastry with garlic and parsley escargot (yea, snails)
Smoked salmon and muscles on a stick with fresh dill
Mache lettuce, mushrooms, sugar beats, tomatoes, toasted pine nuts, croutons and duck breast
Hungarian royal wine and white burgundy wine
Slow roasted garlic and rosemary leg of lamb with gratin dauphinois (thinly sliced potatoes cream and cheese)
St Emilion red wine
1 hour walk 30 minute train ride, 25 minute bus, 1 small salad, 1 big recovery sleep
"a man who has a cheating wife need only be concerned that someone else knows what he has settled for" - classy huh.