I had a really crap week. In fact, it was so bad, I don’t really want to talk about it.
However, I seriously needed some cheering up. I needed some yummy food. Something that was SO NOT vegetarian. Something NOT made of legumes, lentils or soy beans. And preferably something NOT green please.
So a girlfriend and I went to have Korean barbecue for dinner – sizzling slices of ox tongue. Deep red and wafer thin. And succulent, fatty pork belly strips, cooked to a divine dripping crisp. It was heaven. It was rapturous. It was the sweet, sweeeeeeet nectar of saturated fat.