You see, the thing is, I thought lunch today was their last meal onboard before they left early tomorrow morning, so I went all out, I was in the galley from 7am till 2pm cooking up an absolute storm for them, all whilst rushing down and doing the cabins, hanging up laundry and cooking crew lunch. I made 3 different types of salads, grilled prawns, fried anchovies, bruscetta, I made chocolate mousse with whipped cream and raspberries, I did a beautiful cheese board, I made a cake for afternoon tea, I was on my feet for over 8 hours, making sure everything was perfect and they were all super impressed. I had it in my head that this evening I could go for a swim, have a long shower and go to bed early, only to be told at 8.30pm that they would like four different plates of food, for as soon as possible. So I worked like a crazy person to get it all out, clear the table... then they ask for a cheeseboard, and ice cream (stop EATING, damnit). Oh, and they're up early tomorrow so could I do some of my llllovely pancakes. Um, no, no I can't do my lovely pancakes because I USED ALL THE EGGS FOR YOUR STUPID CARBONARAAAA. Of course, I didn't say that, I smiled very sweetly and said "yeah sure". What. An. Idiot. They're leaving for the airport at 7am, no way not EVER am I going to be able to find eggs at 6am. Gaaaah. Our resident dodgey Italian is going to go speak to the Napolitano mafiosa, gon' get me some EGGS. Kay, done complaining, goodnight urrrwaaaan.
Thursday, 20 June 2013
So, in a rather interesting turn of events, the guests decided, at 8.30pm, that... naaah, they're not going to go ashore for dinner like they told me they would this morning, they'll just have dinner on the boat, they'll have one big bowl of carbonara, one puttanesca pasta (?), a big bowl of salad and maybe some grilled vegetables to share. Oh. Um. Uh. Okay. Read NOOOOOOO!!! Whhhhhhhy?!?!
