Last night, my husband Norbert and I went to the bistro and had a nice plate of smoked mackerel followed by poulard Derby, a roast chicken garnished with truffles and stuffed with far grois. This was washed down by a bottle of chablis and followed by pêche melba. Later we nibbled on some Roquefort blue cheese and enjoyed coffee and brandy. Tonight, I don't think we will be going so up-market. Maybe I'll just poop a pizza in to the oven and have a diet C0ke.