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Seaside Treasures from The Kings Wark

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It was all sorted! Over a year since our last gathering myself and three of my besties were all set to visit El Cartel in Edinburgh for a feast of delicious Tacos and many margaritas,  followed by a booking in a city beer garden.

As our lunch booking loomed closer we noticed with some alarm that a variety of Edinburgh bars were being forced to shut their doors temporarily due to covid-diners. So as nice as our planned night out seemed  ……. we basically  bottled it!

It was decided that the best and safest option all round was to gather in our friends  lovely Leith flat and have a  get together with good food, wine and banter.

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Lunch Spread

My Leith buddy and her sis hit upon the idea of a take away – but not the normal  run of the mill calorie laden curry or pizza option.  They would not have made the grade for this new, improved healthier version of the Grumbling Tummy (she types whilst munching on a piece of chocolate – organic dark chocolate but chocolate all the same!)

The plan was to order a simple but luxurious take away seafood platter from The Kings Wark in Edinburgh.  I have heard nothing but good things about this Edinburgh institution but I have never eaten there myself.   My  only experience of this venue involves standing drinking around a barrel whilst my friend,  who one can only hope was drunker than me, demonstrated to the assembled group her ability to do a handstand.  Needless to say this was quite some time ago.

The Kings Wark Seafood Platter for 4 people including a bottle of white wine was £60.  I will admit that at first glance I did wonder whether there was enough food to fill four grumbling tummies.  Our hostess perhaps had similar concerns as she had rustled up some new potatoes and rustic bread to pad things out.  We need not have worried – there was more than enough to go around.

The platter itself included: smoked mackerel, lobster, shell on prawns, smoked and poached salmon, mussels and dressed crab complete with some charred half lemons to drizzle over the top.

It looked so incredibly vibrant,  fresh and dare I say it – healthy!  The taste did not disappoint.  The mussels were large,  plump and juicy, the mackerel was bold,  smoky and beautifully flaky,  the prawns were delicate and soft ( I hate a rubbery prawn) and the salmon was cooked to perfection.  The lobster was absolutely heavenly, though there is never enough lobster is there?  The crab  prepared with apple and dill was I imagine a delight to crab lovers, but I am not the biggest fan of the crab.

Thankfully there was oodles of home made tartar sauce supplied – my love of tartar sauce is renowned in my family –  as well as a fresh tart mango salsa which went wonderfully with the prawns and a zingy citrus creme fraiche which I thought complimented the salmon particularly well. There was also a pot of prawn cocktail included which was a nice addition I guess but not wholly necessary.

The surprise hit for me was a little pot containing Scallops Cerviche.  I have a wariness of all things raw and sushi would be in my room 101 food list along with saffron and soft  egg yolk. But I adore citrus and I adore scallops.  I suspended my raw fears for a moment and I am so glad that I did.  They were such a delight, so bright, fresh, soft and delicious.  I would definitely have these again.

 

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Between the beautiful sophisticated platter, some rustic bread and some new potatoes, I felt virtuous.  The pounds should be slipping away.  We did not even have dessert!  That is how good we were.

Unfortunately my intake of prosecco and white wine were not quite so virtuous.  There is definitely some way to go but one step at a time.  There is  journey to every destination and some are more winding than others!

Next up from the Grumbling Tummy:

Bish Bash BOSH  …. a colorful vegan extravaganza

 

 

 

 


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The Covid 10

 

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The Covid-10 is now well known as the average 10lb many of us have piled on over lock down.  Some people have managed to lose weight over the pandemic period, the daughter of one friend has shed over 4 stone.  But these people are as rare as a bike for sale in Halfords.

I personally behaved as though lock down were a cross between an extended holiday and the end of the world.  Venturing out to buy milk and coming back with a £60 panic buy of everything from champagne truffles to tubs of Haagen-Dazs salted caramel ice cream was all too common.  I am ashamed to say that the notion of essentials was completely lost on me when entering a supermarket. In addition to this there was the wine – endless hours moaning about home schooling – whilst quaffing many many glasses of wine.

Then there was the wonderful experience of  eating as a family for every meal with a child who will only eat beige food involving sausages and pastry – tasty but not a recipe for a svelte physique.  Bridies the size of my head did some real damage to my waistline.

So I fell foul of the Covid  10 (and that is a rather conservative estimate) and found myself having to shop online for  trousers in a larger size than I had in my wardrobe to accommodate.  Elasticated waists became my friend.

Not being terribly happy with this in terms of vanity is bad enough,  but then of course we are now possibly facing a second wave of the virus and we know that being overweight does increase the risk of being more severely affected.  As an officially overweight 48 year old woman, I am rather aware that I owe it to myself and my family to shed the Covid 10 (at least).

Diets with points and rules make me feel panicked and lead me to feel like a failure and then I  ………. fail and give up.  So what to do?

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I stopped writing in this blog a while back for a couple of reasons.  Firstly I was finding it hard to find the time,  but in addition I found that my relationship with food was not always the most healthy.  I would often see food as either my best ally or my enemy depending on the day.  As an emotional eater I eat all of my feelings – happy, sad, angry, anxious, depressed  – are all reasons to eat!  As worries about weight became a bigger issue in my life,  it seemed counter productive to spend my leisure time writing and obsessing about food.

However …  I spoke recently to my cousin’s husband who inquired about the blog.  I told him how much fun it had been and how I missed it but also how I was not sure how healthy it was for me.  It was him who suggested I get back to blogging on the Grumbling Tummy with a change of focus.  Perhaps using the blog to go on a journey of healthy eating and finding my way back to a healthy weight. It didn’t seem like a bad idea.  So thanks to Mark,  here I am.  Back on the blog with a new direction.

So don’t expect recipes for deliciously gooey chocolate brownies or the most delectable buttery shortbread on here for a while!  I hope that you will enjoy this journey just as much.

Coming up next I will be reviewing a beautiful looking seafood platter from the Kings Wark in Edinburgh ….