Using a wok in a small kitchen can be hazardous to your health. After attempting to use a wok in the camper and accidentally jabbing Mr. C. Cow in the side with the handle we decided to go out to eat. We saw a fancy hotel with a restaurant just up the road a few miles that gave us the opportunity to put on something fancy. It also prevented any more handle stabbings for the evening.
Donning our finest finery we were seated at a lovely table and given their best bottle of wine. Mr. C. Cow couldn’t stop laughing at my hair as it seemed to blend into the plants behind me. I told him it wasn’t funny as I was just coordinating my outfit to my surroundings. (Don’t tell him I did that on accident!). The food was amazing but my laughing cow companion was the best part of the meal. I’ve never seen one cow eat so many deserts at one sitting! I sure hope he doesn’t get camper sick!
Your probably under the impression, with all of the postcards we send you, that we seem to eat a lot of food. Mr. C. Cow and I would like to point out that there are three meals a day and we do use our camper kitchen often as well as a travel grill to make many of our meals. Like a person on one of those facespace insta-graham cracker picture things we are guilty of taking pictures of food and sharing. Many of the places seem to have awesome postcards in the gift shops as well. In our defense it’s sometimes easier to eat at a lovely place we find while on the road then trying to cook together in a camper kitchen. Mr. C. Cow is so beefy that I sometimes have to stand in the sink to season things. It’s not pretty.
Location: Brunel Hall Restaurant And Hotel (M)