Sunday, The Perfect Day to Introduce The Godmother of the Carnival Splendor
June 8, 2008 -
John Heald -
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Most nights, like most people, I shovel food into my mouth with one hand while using the other to stab away at the remote control, desperately trying to find something on television that isn’t about penguins, swearing Chefs or bunch of idiots eating a slug sandwich while having a dozen scorpions shoved down their underwear in Fear Survivor Brother Island.
However, as I sit here in this faceless hotel with its revolving doors and Fawlty Tours style service I find myself missing Sunday lunch…………..a true British tradition and one my family has upheld and one Heidi and I continue when we are home.
