The food temptings
London is doing the chilly thing.
It snowed today and there is a bitingly cold wind whipping down the Euston Road. With amazing timing the boiler in my hotel has gone kaput so there’s no hot water or heating at the moment.
Waily, Waily! It’s frigging freezing.
I am sitting wrapped up in my bed quilt. I do not want a salad. This is when the little devil within starts whispering calorific temptations into my frozen ear.
I want steaming hot chocolate in a big chunky earthenware mug
And chips. Triple cooked chips sprinkled with sea salt. With a pot of garlic mayo for dunking
And slabs of bubbling, browned grilled cheese
And sweet rice pudding baked with cream, cardamom and nutmeg
And a pony. Oops sorry, that just slipped in…
ok, the rice pudding got me… I hope the heating comes back on & you warm up soon!
Yes, otherwise I may be comfort eating for Britain and get so large that I won’t be able to get through the door..
London is bitter at the moment, like you, all I want to do is stuff myself with carbs whilst lying under many layers! Hope your heater works soon, in the meantime, use it as an excuse to eat more…
I’m hoping it’s all magically back to normal when I get back there this evening – although then it’s back to shedding some pounds again without any excuse for the comfort food..!