Ham, not bacon.
Very European A.
The pig was from a farm not three miles down the road in the same dale as my house.
Of course, I didnt feel the need to mention this as 'foodie cred' doesnt mean that much to me but I believe to the people that care about that sort of thing this would constitute some magical, almost unatainable foodie nirvana.
a word which disappointingly does not refer to some sort of cool vampire thing as I thought when I first heard it
In mitigation, the only provenance I was actually interested in was whether it was in my fridge this morning.
irrational food hang-ups.
I actually ask for my meat burned to a crisp in restaurants as the chefs will generally only do it medium/well done.
Beause chefs are egomaniacal arseholes of the highest order and the last people you should pay any attention to.
It should be an introspective moment for you, though, when Monty tries to lure you into food****ery by appealing to your prejuduces against outlets like Subway and, by extension, the people that use them.
I hate the sea in general, mind.
Mr Consistency, me
Poo is part of the cycle of life.
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