Fantastic Evening
We'd booked a babysitter for Saturday without any real plans for what to do that evening, other than we wanted to go OUT. As Doug had got his new car (a lovely Peugeot 307 SW) on Friday, we decided to find a pub/restaurant somewhere out in the countryside and go for a drive and a meal.
After several tries at finding somewhere that wasn't miles away and looked halfway decent AND had a table available at the right time, we booked a table at the Durham Ox in Crayke.
It was a lovely clear night, so we had a great drive up there. Once we'd got off the A19 to take the road up to Crayke, we said goodbye to streetlights, roadmarkings, pavements and had to rely on headlights and Doug's driving to keep to the road.
Crayke was a beautiful village - absolutely tiny and nestling on the side of a hill. Not a new house in sight, just lots of pretty Georgian terraces and cottages.
We encountered our first difficulties with parking a large estate car instead of a compact runabout, but managed to find a spot on the side of the road - although Dough managed to worry about the car for the whole evening.
The meal was great. Apparently, the pub/restaurant was in the top 6 of The Times' country pubs with food awards and it certainly showed. Certainly the best food we've had since leaving London, although for once Doug managed to order the best main course - Pork Belly with mash and colcannon. It looked fantastic, and my Nidderdale Lamb was scrumptious, but it could have done with a redcurrant sauce for the veggies.
The drive back was beautiful too; there was a lunar eclipse, and it was a clear night, so being away from any light pollution meant we had a wonderful view of it during the drive back home.
5 Comments:
That sounds like a lovely evening. I remember when we had those few nights away from the kids, they were treasured. Although we had a hard time coming up with conversation that wasn't about the kids.
We managed to forget about the eclipse until it was almost over. dammit.
Heh - a bit like us. We talked a lot about the kids and about Doug's work and a little bit about whether I should go back to work or not. But mostly about the kids.
I haven't forgotten that I was going to do a 50 things to do in London for you. If you're still planning to go, I shall come up with a few things and ask my London-reading friends to chip in with their twopennethworth.
I wish the trip was for me - my wife and her two sisters are going. They will be "in-country" May 5 - 19. Bring forth the lists!
I never point out blog typos, but the fact you refer to your nearest and dearest and father of your children as "Dough" is too funny to let go.
How long does he take to rise? :)
LOL - my mum once sent him a birthday card with his name spelled like that.
I think Doug's yeast has long passed its sell by date ;-)
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