Given that I'm in this weird anti-sugar Utopia it seemed eminently timed for thug kitchen.
Passed on through the wonders of Facebook this 'spoof' book (hard to be sure) encouraged me to eat like I give a f&*k.
That's a dandy idea that one, especially after the worst ever salt beef sandwich I have ever come across.
Mama don't preach
Thing is, actually cooking up a storm is not exactly high on my agenda.
I feel despondent.
Aware that despondency is only likely to be increased by a poor diet, but there you have it folks.
How a person feels, or at least how this person feels directly relates to how excited they are by cooking things.
Simple dinners are us
Tomorrow I will be mostly eating noodles, because I am aware that I am not on a wage that actually supports people properly in this city.
So pass the noodles and soup ingredients, budget cooking is all the rage in this very annoyed brain.
Monday, 9 March 2015
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