The Lone Diner
where has he been?
who caught his eye?
With time to kill mid-afternoon I headed for the Covent Garden Hotel in need of a cup of tea and something sweet. The tea wasn’t a problem, only there was no cake? The waiter suggested something from the dessert menu, things were looking up. Banana Tart Tatin should do the trick? Moments later it arrived. Stumps of banana the colour of a cadaver, topped with chocolate ice cream and sprigs of mint. This can’t be true I thought. My idea of fresh ripe bananas caramelized in a hot skillet with butter and sugar, then crowned with pastry and baked all of a sudden resembled the weather outside. Cold.
Mid-May could be glorious but instead turned out grey just like the little tart. The waiter assures me the chef baked these himself the night before and stored them in the fridge, he saw it with his very eyes! The poor man’s mislead enthusiasm and my obvious disapproval called for one thing - the bill.
When it comes to food I’m afraid it does! Unlike the bulky two for one deals we are faced with everyday the smaller option might just serve you better…
Lugging home a bumper-pack of your favourite fruit only to find it tasting of water. The only cure for this I suppose is to keep trying, another, and another, just to make sure you have not been had. Before long you are faced with a lone nectarine devoid of promise and stripped from its appeal. Sad. What lured you into this? Economics? Or greed?
Two for one offers have their uses. Turn your fruit bowl into a cornucopia cascading onto the kitchen table but remember: Do Not Touch!
Same rules should be applied to cakes and pastries.