Food in Wales

Lunchtime, Morrison's cafe, Barry. One of our team, asks

“What type of omelette's do you have?”

“We have mushroom, cheese, ham.....”

“I'll have cheese and mushroom please”

The meal arrives, two whole omelettes on the plate, one cheese, one mushroom.

Later that day we gather in Rob's hotel in Cardiff for a discussion as to how the project is going. It is one of those Victorian city centre hotels that has seen better days, forgotten about them, and struggled on. We decide to eat in there: it is pretty grim.

Ellen orders Seared Tuna Steak on a salad. Sounds good? What she got was a limp salad with a tin of Tuna emptied upon it. It went back.

Rob and I ordered Penne Arrabiata. We both tucked in, it wasn't bad. After a short while Rob noted “This is not very Arrabiata is it?” I agreed, it was no way Arrabiata, not hot at all. But it was OK so we carried on. After another short while “It's not Penne either”. Sure enough that Pasta shape was in no way penne. So it was a good Penne Arrabiata, without the penne and without the Arrabiata.

The photo is Bob on his guitar