Let’s be realistic here. No one – not even my own mum – is sitting waiting for my blog post to pop up every week. The rigorous blogging schedule is imposed by no one but yours truly. And yet I always feel horribly guilty if I don’t post. The rest of you bloggers out there can probably relate.
This past week I’ve been working 12 hours a day plus both ways on the train to Belgium at the weekend. I’ve not had a chance to go eat at any restaurants – let alone write about them. The Honey Badger and I have been ordering takeaway at 9pm and then falling asleep in front of Friends an hour later. I’m a total loss as to what to blog about this week. Still, post (I convince myself) I must.
So I look back through my list of places I’ve eaten at in the past and not yet written about. Recently opened hotel-restaurant Morgan & Mees pops out for two reasons: 1) I took decent(ish) photos that should remind me what I actually ate; and 2) dinner that night was so totally clouded by the announcement one of my good friends made as soon as we arrived (that she was getting married and moving to Portland, Oregon) that I’d never quite managed to evaluate the meal in writing.
