Just to show what a consummate global traveler I am, I spent last week feeling like I was submerged under water in Preston, UK.
When ducks want to show just how waterproof their feathers are, they go to Preston.
When the BBC weather presenters want to illustrate how wet it's going to be next weekend, they express it in Prestons, as in "there are going to be thunderstorms all over the north of England this coming weekend, with 4 inches of Prestons on average across the region".
Despite that, I had a fabulous time visiting my family, who live around Preston and nearby - equally rainy - Morecambe.
One of those rare evenings we did not spend camped out in the Shawes Arms, we dined out at Tiggis, an Italian restaurant handily placed near the Saturday night haunts of downtown Preston.
Tempted as I am to play down this eaterie for its Italian-with-a-Lancashire-lilt - and goodness knows my "little" brother is first in line when there's accent bashing taking place - that would only push aside the excellent flavors and dishes on offer.
Lawrence began with the perennial Funghi All'Aglio - or Garlic Mushrooms Lorenzo as they're better known - while Beverley and I had the Bruschetta and Bocconcini di Pollo respectively. With those dispatched, we tucked into the Bistecca Diana - another of Lawrence's regular and reliable selections, while his missus had the Misto di Carne - a meat lover's paradise - and I had the Porchetta - roasted suckling pig with a garlic, rosemary and wine sauce.
It would be crude to say it was all washed down with a fine Montepulciano D'Abruzzo, so take that as read.
All in all, aside from hanging out with Lawrence and Beverley at the aforementioned Shawes Arms, there couldn't have been a better way to spend the evening.
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