Late night munchies: Take 2

Last night Luke's mom had a party at her house in St. Albans, an adorable town 20 minutes outside of London.

Here's Luke with his mom and two younger brothers Joe and Robert. What a good lookin' family! We all had a great time eating, drinking and catching up. I can report that I made it through the night unscathed, with no embarrassing moments. (The dress I wore was quite short so I wore a pair of shorts underneath. I was a bit paranoid still!)

Normally on vacation, I loosen up on the eating as soon as I get to the airport; however, I made a vow to myself that I would be more mindful on what I'm putting into my mouth this trip. I was doing well until about 2am this morning. After several glasses of wine, I attacked this delicious banoffee pie. I had two big pieces! (Mind you, I had already had a piece earlier in the night). In all honesty, I was sober enough to realize that I didn't actually want to stuff my face with pie, but I did it anyway. Have you ever had banoffee pie though? It is so good. Next time you have company over, impress them by making this wonderful English dessert. Here's how.

I'm having total eater's remorse this morning, but I'm not going to let it derail me for the rest of my trip. I'm off for a run in Verulamium Park to burn off a few of those calories, and then we're going to meet up with Luke's dad and his side of the family for a "muck about." (We're going to a park to play soccer, er, football and other various games. Should be fun!)

The only thing making me feel slightly better about my late night pie eating session is that I didn't do this.

Did anyone else pig out on pizza or Doritos last night? Anyone? Anyone? Don't leave me hanging here!