Tomorrow is the last full day of sailing.

Even if from this very moment until tomorrow evening the food here was out of this world,it would not change my view of the ship.Taking into account the fact that this is a five star cruiser, the food has been the worst I have ever had on a ship.It has been a hit and miss affair, with more misses that hits.I would never ever voluntarily sail on the QE again.As I have already said - after my first cruise on the QE I thought she was like a poor sister of the Queen Mary and the Queen Victoria.Now I can say with clear conscience, that nothing whatsoever has since improved,on the contrary,the ship has become like a second cousin twice removed.There have been moments I have enjoyed here - the wonderful performers, including last night's Cunard's own singers and dancers.Where do these youngsters get the energy?! Of course they are young,but still.There has also been a harpist Magdalena Reising, she has the most delightful voice and sings in several languages. THE FOOD. I love good food. Who doesn't, you may ask. I like it simple, hot and plenty of it! Why would I pretend to eat like a bird?I have a healthy appetite and may it long continue.I have had some memorable meals in my life.The feast quite out of this world was at my dear friend's wedding many years ago. It was cooked in the little village where I was born by local cooks as if preparing Sunday lunch.My sister is a superb cook, too,the younger one I was with on a cruise, where we learnt to line dance! Whenever I visit she prepares paprika chicken in cream sauce with as light as feather dumplings.I am not usually a lover of sauces,hence the French cuisine is not my favourite,but this dish is something special.My older sister cooks equally well and bakes even better.You blink and there is a divine cake on the table! When did she manage to get it done? Is she a magician? I have not seen her labour over a hot stove. My friend,whose wedding was such a memorable experience, has matured into a little master chef.What she can do with mushrooms has to be tasted to be believed!I love good coffee and would much rather not drink any,if it is not to my liking.The best coffee I remember having, was in Livorno in September last,where any little side-street coffee shop serves coffee you will not find in England.There is another lovely place where everything is served with grace and smile-Panta Rhei in a shopping centre called Mlyny in a small university town of Nitra in Slovakia.