On my own

When I’m left to my own devices- there’s every chance that dinner is going to look like this.

The Hungry One is at Oktoberfest. In all honesty, I couldn’t think of anything worse if I tried.

Carnival rides. Crowds. Oopah bands. Sticky hoards of anglo men, with beer flushed cheeks and malt-soured breath.

It was my choice not to go. Much better to save the funds for a trip to Paris next weekend. Instead for me it was two days of wandering around London, yoga classes, late visits to the Tate, a sneaky trip to see ‘Eat-Pray-Love’ (I liked the eating bit…) and some meals for one.

In all honesty, I know it’s not much of a meal.

It’s a passing thought. A hue. A reunion of kindred spirits.

Sweet tomatoes, perhaps the last of the season. A touch of salt.

Best eaten watching the rain slide down the window, or while sneaking in an episode of America’s Next Top Model…

It’s all about balance.

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  1. Hehe nothing wrong with some beautiful tomatoes! 🙂 I eat really good ones like apples. I'm seeing Eat, Pray, Love soon and I'm betting I'll go for the eating scenes too !:P

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