In a themed series of threads about eggs, bacon, caffeine etc. I now get to the real emotional core of our eating habits -- the food you turn to when life is rotten and you're feeling a little vulnerable and in need of cheering up.
Here in the UK, the weather is turning... I'm feeling sore, tired, chilly and just a little moody at the mo. Didn't go to work today either.
It's times like these I turn to soup and buttered toast or maybe paté. Roast potatoes or wedges. Sausages... mmm. Or hot desserts with custard or eggy cheesy creations, also on toast... and plenty of it. Baked potatoes too.
Somehow, when the world is against you a salad just doesn't seem to be the kind of ballast you need to fortify yourself with and then burrow beneath the duvet.
Here in the UK, the weather is turning... I'm feeling sore, tired, chilly and just a little moody at the mo. Didn't go to work today either.
It's times like these I turn to soup and buttered toast or maybe paté. Roast potatoes or wedges. Sausages... mmm. Or hot desserts with custard or eggy cheesy creations, also on toast... and plenty of it. Baked potatoes too.
Somehow, when the world is against you a salad just doesn't seem to be the kind of ballast you need to fortify yourself with and then burrow beneath the duvet.