February 17, 2014. The Queen Elizabeth. The Food.

The food on the Queen Elizabeth is excellent. Every day we eat like kings and queens. The only problem is that we probably eat too much but as we have no scales to weigh ourselves we can only judge by the band of Ken’s new suit pants. Our dining room is on the 11th floor, which you access by putting your key onto a slot on the elevator. In other words, not every one can go there. This ship is definitely not a classless society. Ken and I paid to dine in the Brittania, which is on deck 2, but we were upgraded into the Princess Suites, so now we dine in the Princess Grill, where we are told that the food and the service are better than the Brittania. Every meal we are shown a menu with multiple options for each course, all more tempting than the last. Fortunately, the portions are small, but perhaps not small enough. The ship has other dining options too. The pub serves lunch and snacks and the Lido restaurant serves all meals at a buffet and is lovely. Ken does not like to eat at a buffet restaurants so we eat most meals in our own dining room. In addition to the good food, we have our own young man who waits on us each meal and attends to our every need. And we can order room service at any time. In fact, most mornings we order breakfast in our room because it is quick and easy. We experience fine dining at every meal in the Princess Grill. Today at lunch, an older lady at an adjacent table was over heard to say. “I love the food on this ship, but the first thing I will do when we get home in Montreal is to go to McDonalds for lunch”. I guess she thinks she is getting too much of a good thing, but Ken and I are enjoying every minute of the good food and the superb service.