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Christmas day began really well with an appearance from the hibernating frog... we had a bit of a chat and s/he had no complaints, for the moment...

We were due at A Table in Couiza for lunch - 2.30, Andy told us when we booked, way back when. When we turned up slightly early the place was already packed and we were told we were actually due at 5.00. and to come back then. These things happen... being fairly stuffed from the day before we went home and had a poached egg.

Turned up again at 5.00, again early, first in in fact - and they were expecting us. Then Phil and Bev arrived, nice surprise -

I kicked off with lobster and smoked salmon, rather guiltily - the lobster had clearly been so beautiful alive - but Bob outdid me in guilt with the pate de fois gras...

The main course of course was turkey et al and by the time it arrived I was beyond eating (took it home in a box for later -) Bob coped admirably. 

The space is very small and very crowded and a bit low on air and since I have breathing difficulties... well, I just had to bottle out. No pudding for me.  Sad.

My diet over the last few days has been far too rich and splendid and it's all my own fault.  Greedy.

Thought I'd do fruit today and waddled off to the market:

which is absent. One van selling meat. So it's yesterdays lunch in a greasy fry-up for us!! Happy Boxing day out there, hope you can take it easy :)