Whats better than cheese?
Who needs a bun anyway?
The plantain I bought 3-4 weeks ago was looking ripe so I figured bread.
It kinda smells a little like coffee and I can’t tell if the taste is offensive or otherwise. Either way, I have 3 more packets to consume.
A few pints deep on a Friday evening and feeling ill-ish, I head home early. A nice hearty bowl of soup followed by some bed-rest is in order. After perusing the soups in the supermarket, I decide to just make my own.
What is wrong with me?
Not entirely sure if this is a good idea. Only one way to find out.
If one is slightly drunk on a friday evening, it is a possibility that one would would make a breakfast boule with pork, black pudding, bacon, apple and cheese for the morning after.
…and what did I actually have to eat that night?
Instant curry ramen of course.
I never finished the ramen so I made it into an omelette thing.