Hot Stuff, Baby Tonight

So we’re nearly at the end of my 3 week stay in hosptial. And its fair to say the food has drastically improved – But only when I go to the Kitchen to pick it up myself. And its not been without problems.

At one point I was served a Spaghetti Bolognaise that taste just fine, but the Spaghetti was in a slab. So I went back to the kitchen and asked the chef if he could do me some more. He more than obliged infact, he invited me into the kitchen to discuss my dietry needs. I even taught him the trick of rinsing pasta and rice after cooking to remove the bad sticky starch – A Revelation to him (Which I thought was a given on the back of all of all Pasta & Rice backs, but apperently not).

Interestingly the ‘diet’ kitchen wasnt massively large but catered for 100 patients. So its clear the diet chef was a busy bee, but the fact he had time to re-make food when it wasn’t good enough shows there is no reason to rush.

But Lunch time still hasn’t improved. Literally On the ward the food is awful, when I pick it up from the kitchen and come face to face with the chef the food is more than average at times enjoyable would you believe it. The choice from the staff canteen which changes everyday is refreshing too.

Before I “leave” I’ll let you know what arrangements I get put in place so other patients can ‘potentially’ benefit and explore how easy it is to cook a decent meal with less equipment than the industrial ‘diet’ kitchen. Keep an eye on www.feedmesomethingdecent.co.uk! And if you have an experience: Submit it!

Pick Up Time

Literally. Who’d have thought it would take me to walking into the kitchen to get my food, in hospital, to get a substantial HOT meal. Well Pictures in this case say more than words.

It dumbfounds me how the food was not only hot, but looks appealing, nutritious and well presented.

I was only able to pick food up in the evening, and every night it was of good quality. And yet, at lunch on the ward I received the same standard as before, but When I picked up the food and came face to face with the chef. It was fine. What is it about that journey that changes the food I was presented with? Some sort of Time Warp…

Bizarre.

But that’s not quite the end of the story. I have about a week left and there are a few more revelations to come. Check back after the weekend to see if I get the ever forgiving ‘Decent’ meal on the ward.