Carbs anyone?

 

So, dinner yesterday was a great success or an attempt to kill everyone, depending on your point of view.

 Chicken and ricotta ravioli (yes, chicken. Yes still.)

 Chicken and pancetta risotto

 Home made ciabatta

 Served in a white wine, cream and wild mushroom sauce

  

Which was yummy, however there was one teeny, tiny, miscalculation

 *zombie groans all round*

 “Atkin’s diet! Atkin’s diet!” *groooan*

 “And this is why our ancestors filled up on carbs” *groooooan*

 “Bread, pasta and rice? What were you thinking?! Where you trying to stuff us to death?”

 “You didn’t have to eat it all. Did I force you to eat it? Did I? No.”

 “Soooo goooooood” *groan*

 It was an hour before anyone could move. My grandmother would have approved – it’s not a proper dinner if your dinner guests can move around afterwards