it drives them mental
When they see a simple pot of stew that is cooked well sitting on a worktop in London some lads can’t handle it.
But there is a lot of depression over here now.
it awakens all their bitterness and fears, they realise their own failures in life, it eats them up something good and proper, fairly sad really, they are to be pitied
imagine losing the head over a lad eating his dinner!
Feeding the hangover… I just had a lamb curry with rice, 12 inch pizza, chips and a daim bar.
You couldn’t make it up.
Double whopper meal, some chilli cheese bites and a large fanta.
Full as an egg now
Finally this thread is back on track, my brother
Never miss a whoppertunity.
5oz burger meal from supermacs…
I’m self loathing since.
Their wild tasty though
Chicken noodle soup. I had the chicken bones boiling for about 4 hours yesterday evening in a pot with onions celery carrots garlic thyme mustard and a smidgeon of cider vinegar. It’s time now for left over chicken chunks with rice noodles and broccoli in that stock. Divine.
had 85 grammes of spelt pasta there with homemade sauce, organic grated cheese on top and 4 slices of tesco finest beef that I got for 25 pence off the gone off shelf
When you say “homemade” tassotti,did you make it from scratch or is it "homemade"from a jar?
@tassotti - just after a nice cup of coffee and a gooey-centred chocolate pudding with raisins that soaked in a Kentucky straight bourbon whiskey. Absolutely unrale. I left the raisins to soak in the booze overnight, then made the mousse with organic eggs, sugar, 85% cocoa chocolate, butter, and white spelt flour. Very delicately folding in each ingredient. It tasted heavenly - it tasted like God’s vagina. That’s what I’m going to call it - God’s vagina.
Before
After
cheap sideboard
Post reported to landlord. Who, by the way, deserves a mention in the cunt of the year thread.
What’s this pasta thing that lots of people talk about and where would I get some to try it.
oh God, I couldn’t ate that, I avoid sugar and refined sugars at all costs except twice a month when I have a slice of cake
That was my once a month. I had two. I’m feeling ashamed now.