At L’Albereta, Lombardy’s shrine to gourmet excess, Mark C O’Flaherty rises to the challenge of losing weight
Some things can’t be done alone. Others can only be achieved in solitude. There was something I desperately needed to achieve recently that was both at once. How to describe this year? Let’s go with challenging. Conundrum-packed. Should you get out of bed? Why do they give out a packet of crisps on a 45-minute flight, inviting everyone to take their masks off simultaneously? Why inflict a 10pm curfew and then close hospitality down entirely, but leave the petri-dish of academia open? And crucially: why did I just eat three peanut butter sandwiches after a giant plate of spaghetti carbonara?
We have all had our own private Room 101s in 2020. Mine came in the form of binge-eating during lockdown 1.0, and then binge-eating some more to celebrate restaurants reopening. Returning to