Eating My Way Through the Week...

I guess the food on the Continental flight was a precursor of things to come (unfortunately...). The food has been plentiful and non-stop. At least for the first three days, because the stay included three meals a day. My mother kept asking me, "Is it time to eat again,yet?" Except she was serious. I was stuffed! So the big debate would be when we would consume our next meal. She was always ready and believe it or not, I was never ready. And she's a tiny little thing...

So this is what I started my day with each morning, a "plato typico" -- but not until after I had my third or so cup of coffee. Eggs, spicy sausage, beans with white cream (sort of like sour cream) and cheese and fried plantains. For once I really understood Howie's comments about being full till dinner. Except there was lunch in between.

We ate fresh seafood soup, shrimp, fish...and drank fresh lemonade.

It's a good thing I phoned Dorie at Shapes to Come before I left, this trip will probably pack on another ten pounds.