I like food.
I really do.
My hips would be a dead giveaway to this fact.
I love shopping for food, cooking, baking, eating, inventing…I love nothing more than a day in the kitchen followed by an evening around the dining room table. I am evangelical about good cheese and free range eggs, but can also appreciate the necessary-ness of a late night curry from time to time (but certainly no time soon – we are healthkicking around here!).
I love restaurants and going out to eat too – from the McFlurry to the finest cut of beef, I’ll gladly sample. From a timid youth of plain and boring foods (indeed, I’m large from far too much cheap meat and cheese and Smartprice pasta and cardboard bread back in the teens and twenties) I’m now much more adventurous foodwise. Sushi, Thai, Meze, Tapas….I’ll give it a whirl. Unless it’s offal. If it’s offal, I’ll hide.
However, my very favourite food in the world, the best thing ever, the any-time-any-place-anywhere one?
I flipping love toast.
A good, yummy slice of quality wholemeal toast makes me a very happy bunny.
Toast with banana.
Toast with beans.
Toast with butter and jam.
Toast with eggs.
Toast with honey.
Toast with hummus.
Toast with peanut butter.
Toast with tomatoes.
I propose a toast….to toast!*
*Yep, directly after writing this I had some toast for breakfast!