At some point in the last three months, if my calculations are correct, I cooked and served my 12,000th guest breakfast (if I'd known who you were we could have have done something to celebrate, but although I'm pretty spot-on with my accounting I'm not quite that OCD about it!).
When we closed our little restaurant-with-rooms to move here and did the usual kind of looking back / post mortem thing, we realised that in nearly 9 years we'd been to the beach precisely four times, and out birding twice; sadly we left north Norfolk without ever really getting to know it as well as we'd have liked. Were we going to do the same thing here? Ha! Of course we weren't.
So when I realised a few weeks ago that apart from a 6 night holiday in the Camargue at the very end of October last year we hadn't had a day off - no, not a single one - for 16 months, I knew that somewhere we'd lost the plot (!) and that Something Had To Be Done.
On seizing the day
So at the expense of your stomachs, we're making an investment in our future - or maybe more accurately in our present, as what we need more of is the ability to live in the here and now: to be able to go out into the hills at a moment's notice and look for orchids or migrating raptors, or do a full day's walk, or go and walk the dogs at our local dog refuge, or join a choir, spend time with friends, do a dance workshop or yes, simply do nothing!
Letting go of cooking breakfast and dinner (and moving from welcoming two parties of guests at once to just one) will open up a space in our daily lives that we haven't had for more than 15 years. I hope you'll understand and, like us, will look forward to the new era at Maison Grillou!