So the question we left day two with was did I sleep or not? The short answer… No. I had fallen asleep the night before around 11 PM after talking to Red and all was on track to get a good night sleep. However, the door had other plans for me. See here in the UK they take things like fire safety very seriously. With good reason as there has been a history of destructive fires in major cities. Part of this is fire doors and the regulations behind them.
As far as the hotel room is set up I have three main areas. When you walk in from the hallway there is a kitchenette and smallish living room, the water closet area (bathroom), and then the bedroom. The bedroom is separated by one of these fire doors. At the bottom of the fire door is a “Dorgard”. Which basically is a glorified iron doorstopper that allows you to hold your fire doors open safely, while automatically closing them in the event of a fire.
So after falling asleep at 11 PM at 2 AM the “Dorgard” decided it was going to sound its own alarm make a loud clunking noise sounding like a bolt gun and slam the fire door shut. I shot out of bed confused and ready to fight the legions of death troops that I was sure had shown up to kill us all. After I finally figured out what was happening I opened the door, reset the “Dorgard” and put the ottoman from the living room in front of it so hopefully, it will prevent it from happening again. 3 AM rolled around, 4 AM came and went, it was almost 5 AM when I was tired enough I don’t remember seeing anything else until my alarms went off at 7:30 AM. I finally got up at 8 AM. Work drug through the day. I was downing coffee to keep from nodding off and my big meeting was that day as well at the end of the day. I won’t go into details but the meeting was brutally honest and I didn’t come out of there with a win. It’s ok though, I left with a greater understanding of the problem and new ideas of how to possibly solve the issue. More information and more to work on. I didn’t even end up leaving the office until after 6 PM which was just fine because I got to witness a beautiful pink and orange sunset from the office windows and through the walk back to the hotel that was a true miracle of nature.
Once back to the room I started deciding where to go for dinner. I had enough of pub food, even though the pub food I did have was excellent. After some research, I found a restaurant called “La Petite Mort” not only did the menu and website look good, that name though! The restaurant was only about a 10-minute walk from me and I got to walk through the Meadows to get there. I arrived early and was one of the only walk-in’s they had. There was a more formal fancy dining room for reservations, and then a walk-in dining area around the bar. After I sat down the one other table in the walk-in room finished up so I had the place to myself. The meal that followed was one of the best three-course pairings I’ve ever had.
Cauliflower and truffle soup with saffron roasted cauliflower, trompette de mort mushrooms, and blue cheese parcels
Paired with a Joseph Drouhin, Puligny-Montrachet, French wine
Oven roast haunch of venison on a beetroot mashed potato, braised red cabbage with tarragon, horseradish and pickled carrots, a pithivier of slow braised venison, pine nuts and sun dried tomato with dark chocolate jus
Paired with a Spanish Roja Viejo reserve
Strawberry bavarois with scorched meringues, fresh strawberries, and mint
Paired with a Taylor’s 2012 LBV Port.
It was a fantastic affair. The night was beautiful walking back, the moon was full and I was feeling satisfied after the meal. I did entertain ideas of walking up to the castle but by the time I walked back and was passing the hotel my feet took me in straight there. Once back I started relaxing and getting ready for dreamland. So did I sleep on night three?