No white carbs. No sugar. No fruit. No dairy. Wine is ok, so long as it’s red. And fat is just fine. Welcome to the Four Hour Body. It’s a scheme of eating that’s got a few converts in our social circle. I’ll say it upfront. The Hungry One and I would be rubbish at …
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Just because you’re cooking for yourself doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t occasionally pull out some stops. Some nights it’s important to eat from a bowl on the couch. But other nights, it’s worth treating yourself. Siting at a table. Using a knife as well as a fork. Drinking from a wine glass, even if it’s …
Is there a more emotionally loaded phrase than, ‘cooking for one?’ To be honest most of the time when it’s just me for tea, dinner is a punnet of cherry tomatoes and a large glass of pink wine (something I’m not ashamed to admit). If I’m going to cook for myself it has to be …
To me, there is little greater than the combination of carbs and red sauce. Big Red Sauce is one of my oldest friends. It’s seen me through some tough times. It’s the edible equivalent of ugh boots. Squishy. Comforting. Accepting. A little daggy. But not really something I’ll pull out for company. It was the …
