No dinner. On fast for at least a week or maybe two. Except some juice. My daughter has oranges in her yard, she will let me pick some. I am doing it to punish myself for loosing, I feel super bad about it.
I have done it before, thirty years ago I can do it again.
Drinking some shop-bought Organic vegan red wine whilst waiting for my sushi dinner to arrive.
I bought some (very pricey) Tyrell’s natural sea salt crisps earlier, and the cat and I ate them all up… no additives, colourings, flavourings, or preservatives… courtesy of Brexit, and so I thank you Brexit
We get our pre-EU UK food standards and non-allergic UK produce back, and my cat is an indicator of that, and I am an indicator of that.
I wonder if I will also be able to consume tinned and frozen produce again (as well as all fresh produce) as quickly as I couldn’t… i.e. within weeks of Brexit?
Chicken gizzards (All for Joker) and my 1st attempt at New England clam chowder. I intend to use the gizzard water as my chicken stock for the soup, hmmm, guess we’ll see. Maybe a spinach side salad.
Today’s dinner was a lamb bolognese, atop 3 small baked potatoes, with a blended avocado/lime juice/fresh basil/sparkling mineral water mousse.
Might go seafood shopping tomorrow…
I’ve taken to drinking Waitrose sparkling mineral water… can’t seem to drink anything else… I must be needing the minerals it contains, and I find it more refreshing than still or (filtered) tap water.
Smart move at the strip club…order pizza, and get enough for the strippers. They’re working hard, and burning a lot of calories. Probably the cheapest way to get a pile of stippers to surround you in the club, and a much better way to stand out and be remembered than just throwing them cash. Everyone is throwing cash. Be the guy who orders a bunch of pizza.
A tuna tartare and gf triangle toast starter, and an onglet steak fries and leafy salad main, in a Highgate eating establishment… we walked in on a quiz night and went along with that ride.