Need I say more? Look at the phone and key that you get at Fritzy's hotel. Omg what century are the Swiss-Germans operating in? Seriously it was like going back to the 80s at some points, it was even worse in Prague. Anyhow at least our dinner at the fancy restaurant, am too tired to remember the name of it, was delicious. One of our customers couldn't make it and for us be able to book a table there again we had to keep the reservation.

It was divine, will post more later but for now have a look at Fritzy's gf who was enjoying the decadence before retiring to Room no. 4 to hear the trams whizzing around the roundabout all night and have her deluxe breakfast consisting of apples, served on an odd clay tray.
You can't see the table full of fat, ugly men behind Fritzy's gal who were with their young pretty things. This past week has shown me that if you are an ugly dude, get yourself to a Eastern European country and you can get the hottest girl (looking for a passport and some ££) on your arm.

The same doesn't apply for women as Eastern European men stink like garlic and are somewhat grotesque. More on the overdose of garlic in the Czech Republic, I thought dinner at Ramsa's was the garlicy-est you could ever get!?

Plane foodNot looking forward to the plane food or shall I say 'plain' food I will be served in the next few days. And tomorrow I have a middle seat, which I hate! I hope BA steps up their food and that I don't get that oily carrot muffin in my little box tomorrow morning.

Have 4 flights in 5 days to look forward to (at least the Burger won't be sitting next to me having a panic/crying/Rain Man attack during take off and landing and then saying 'I wasn't that bad, was I?" To which we replied, mouth agape, 'really?? the whole section were staring and the crew came over as soon as they could after take off to see if they could give you a horse tranquiliser, you need serious medical attention for this fear my dear!')

Our plane food from Dubai was shocking (see pic) I had to just eat load of those nice Worcester sauce flavoured nuts and my non-plane food. I now buy my food before I board at a restaurant so I don't have to endure the lasagna surprise or beef barfignon! The only thing I ate was the stick of pineapple in the little baggy, that was actually the best thing on the flight. Don't you like how on the box it is written - Enjoy! - are they taunting us?

Oh and the hotel that I am staying at tomorrow surely won't provide many opportunities to rectify the food malady of BA; it has been described to me as 'worse than the pictures on the internet and it smells like old men, beer and fustiness.' I almost fell over in my chair and then thought, wtf - what is fustiness??!!

The hotel looks pub-like so I think we will just drink lots of Swiss beer to blank out the senses. Will try and post from Switzerland but am quite sure that our 'hotel' might not have wi-fi or big fluffy bathrobes or even a little mini bar with those salty almonds. Oh the joy of business travel! Isn't it so glamorous? At least my favourite T5 (Terminal 5) will bring me some joy, it is a pleasure flying out of there and there are lots of places to stock up on smoothies and sarnies for the journey.

Rainy daysIt was a grey and rainy day ALL day today in London, just the type of day that makes you want to stay in bed and drink a steaming cup of coffee or hot chocolate, pic is of one bought at Monmouth. The sun is due to come out tomorrow just as I am off to Geneva where the weather forecast predicts clouds, aargh! I will post more next week when I return, hopefully with some Swiss foodie finds.

C'est raclette oui ou non?

Raclette is a specialty that comes from France/Switzerland. At Borough Market they sell raclette (see pics)and for £5 you get a plate of potatoes with the melted milky traditional cheese on top -served with a gherkin (pickle) or two.

I went to a few parties where raclette was served and at these parties the cheese was ladled over cured and cooked meats - like ham, chicken, beef, fish along with all types of vegetables like onions, mushrooms, tomatoes and more... in addition to roasted potatoes.

At work on Friday, British members of the team were baffled at the cost and desire for raclette as they argued, 'Isn't it just jacket potato and cheese?' which is standard British fare that you can get on any corner for £2 for double the portion. I never thought of it that way and laughed...I actually agree and think that stall is puling a fast one on visitors. It is essentially baked potatoes (cut up into cubes) and cheese.

At least they scrape the cheese from the large traditional cheese wheel. To scrape is where the word raclette comes from...but they give you nothing else?! The guy even sells olives on the side. Maybe a piece of crusty bread would be nice? For £5 that is a lot to pay for a French version of jacket potatoes and cheese, non?

Am sure the French man who wears his fancy apron and speaks in his French accent is scratching or scraping his head all the way to the bank in wonder how people would pay that much for some cheese and potatoes!

Pic of a traditional raclette spread.