Has it always been this hard to get it right?
(Firstly, for those of you who find my habit of writing a missive about life and how it connects to what I’m cooking tiresome, feel free to jump straight to the recipe at the bottom).
Right, back to it then. Particularly when it comes to what we use to fuel ourselves I’m finding the choices increasingly loaded. A morning snack is no longer simple fodder, it can be self defining- particularly if scoffed in public or shared with offspring. We are what we eat. (Though it seems these days in many more ways we are what we won’t eat).
In one respect; bravo. …
