Lunch in Mendoza's on Aylesbury High Street yesterday.
My parents, despite the evidence of their eyes, have decided I need feeding up.
(well TBF it is really more about nutrition than the size I am)
Dad's cheese & ham omelette.
Looked a bit rubbery to be, but he proclaimed it good and ate more than he usually would.
Mum's Hoisin Duck Wrap. She admitted - shame-faced - that this was what she always had. Good for her, if it ain't broke, don't fix it. She'll get bored with it in her own time and move on.
And my steak & blue cheese salad.
A few more cherry tomatoes than I was prepared to eat (palmed off on Mum) but no pesky hidden cucumber. I cleared my plate.
