Degustation

Last night I had dinner at one of Sydney’s three hat restaurants.

What an ordeal.

They had me trapped for three hours. Three hours! One for each hat.

They served up 5x my intake requirements, by volume, with their degustation menu.

Everything was super rich. I could hear the indigestion coming a mile away.

Calorie intake was sufficient for a family of five for a week.

Service was over diligent, ever present and nowhere near egalitarian.

The drinks menu was longer than the bible.

And I kept sliding down in my seat, quite inexplicably. This was probably not their fault, but I am adding it for completion.

Plus, I paid.

Never again, not on my life. I am done with this shit. Give me a schnitzel at Una’s.