No Fat Duck Melbourne table for me. Cue the crushing disappointment.

So I, unfortunately like another 76,000 people did not get a table at the Fat Duck for it’s Melbourne sojourn.

I am terribly disappointed, as you might imagine.  Also, though I am down for the wait list, this becomes problematic for me as last minute flights across the country (I live in the West) can be hard to get and very pricey and so may make it very difficult for me to manage.

Unfortunately, none of the dozen other people I know who put down for a table got one either. We were collectively very unlucky – with a 1 in six chance, someone should have lucked out. It saddens me that I can’t even live vicariously via someone I love.

So, if you are reading, and got one? Please, please blog about it, and send me the link. Or email me. I need to hear that the people who went loved and appreciated it as much as I hoped to. I am so very envious. Sigh.

Next post, I promise to be in better humour and with more food blogging. 

I have plans for a high tea….

Wish me luck! The Fat Duck ballot opens.

So today the ballot opens for tables at the Fat Duck in Melbourne.

I think this has to make the Fat Duck the most difficult restaurant to eat at in the world now, surely.

I decided that since it's a lottery of sorts, I'd just go for the best - and optioned for the Chef's Table. After all, once I pay to fly across the country to go, what's another $150 each, right? Ouch.

Who knows, maybe I'll luck out and actually manage that life wish over in the sidebar. A girl can hope.

If you want to try your luck, you can read more about it and enter the ballot yourself here: The Fat Duck Melbourne.

Sadly, despite the grand hope of many of my dear friends - tables are not transferable, so you can't book for me and gift me your table. *cries* You'll have to just wish me luck. I'm going to need it.

It's going to be a very anxious wait over the next month to see if I get a booking. If you too are hoping to score a table, I wish you the very best of luck. If you make it, do send me a photo! Or you know, seventy. I'll want to live vicariously after all.

Next time: Back to cooking, I hope! I have a plan in mind for a "Surprise" themed meal...