Fried Food Day
I wasn’t very hungry that day. Paul ended up with another burger and I just went for fries. He was making the most out of the ‘good meat’ stalls and it was proving to be a good move. Plain old cheeseburger for lunch. Juicy, well seasoned (!) - something many MANY places get wrong. Beef LOVES salt and pepper. You’ve got to feed it to it like a monster. And given time, when that flame begins to lick at and grill your patties, that beefy flavour will develop fully and you will taste that red meat in every corner of your little mouth. Yumm.
I had been having a bit of a fried dough craving - i.e. doughnuts- at the festival and to my dismay never found the right place. But you win some you lose some. I had churros that afternoon which were pretty poor. They were ‘all length and no girth’ as paul put it. True. I need a freshly fried bit of dough - how hard is that to do? beignets people? beignets? Perhaps I was asking a bit too much from what is known as The ‘World’s Festival’…hot oil, dough = doughnut. It’s not rocket science. Anyway….the churros were poor, but like I say, You win some you lose some.
Walking along I had seen a Lebanese place. The salads looked pretty legit and anyone into Middle Eastern food knows the delicious salads are the bulk of the meals. I was thrilled to see they were offering Shawarma. My favorite childhood fast food in Israel. Back then everyone was into Falafel and I just couldn't stomach it. Even too much hoummus made me sick. But a fresh pita with some lamb shawarma, a sour pickle and fresh salad, and we were in business. These guys at the Nomad Caravan had chicken instead and the shawarma seasoning was spot on.
Twas rather funny because there was a Greek stall doing chicken and lamb gyros just near by and the rivalry was rife. They each said the other one was using horse meat. Well, the 'neighs' have it.
Dinner that night was at the catering hall. Again, very pleasant. Really tasty food. We had Lasagna with chips and salad and SUPER sweet fudge/condensed milk squares with custard. I passed on the dessert and had two cups of pukka ‘cleanse’ tea instead. Just keeping on top of the ol’ system - making sure everything was moving as normal as possible and keeping to some sort of rhythm. It’s all about digestive rhythm when you go away and pig out isn’t it? At the very first indication of digestive motility slowing down, I like to hit it with some power again. Mainly water. But you know how it is, the more you drink the more you pee and peeing at festival isn’t so much fun, especially in the night time.