For the last three years I’ve used January to try and learn something new. Three years ago it was to try 31 days of exercise, two years ago it was 31 days of stretching, last year it was 31 days of learning to play the piano and this year it’s 31 days of… lunch.

Last week, when I was ill, I missed a late Christmas lunch at a restaurant in town, which was annoying. I had chosen the venue and had been looking forward to going.

Today, we went to it for lunch, since I missed out.

“The food is fantastic,” said Mrs TwinBikeRun, “and the portions were just the right size.”

So, we ordered, and an entire supermarket aisle of food arrived.

Mrs TwinBikeRun pork ribs looked like they came from an entire family of ribs. My chicken had the the entire hutch. Even TwinBikeChild’s kids menu vegetable spring rolls had deep fried an entire farm worth of vegetables.

“Oh,” said Mrs TwinBikeRun, “when I was here we had the lunch menu.”

Today, Saturday, they don’t have a lunch menu. It’s just for business lunches, Monday to Friday.

We asked the waitress. “Is the lunch menu smaller portions?”

“Yes,” she said, “and to be honest, I think it’s a lot more manageable, but better to have too much than too little, right?”

Today, I had too much. And once you have too much you don’t really see ingredients or meals anymore, you just think “that was too much!”.

So, today, for lunch, I had “too much”

Bread: Too much

Ingredient: Too much

Taste: Too much