4pm
We’ve been in Canterbury all day on a shopping expedition. I have eaten an ice cream, a donut, and a bag of chips, in that order.
We walked past a burger place on our expedition around the city which made a point of mentioning how ‘dirty’ their food was. I find this particular type of burger joint a very interesting culinary phenomenon. You know the type. The tagline is always something like ‘THE DIRTIEST, GREASIEST BURGERS YOU PIGS COULD EVER IMAGINE, COME AND GET IT OINK OINK’.
It’s always gourmet burger places that are obsessed with describing their food as filthy, even though any fast food joint selling any type of food could describe their products as such. McDonalds, Pizza Hut, KFC and Burger King are undoubtedly ‘dirtier’ than this place, so why do the gourmet lot insist on making a point of it? Why would you want to eat something that is considered dirty? Do they think it makes them sound young and sexy?
I’m harping on about this way too much, but it’s so weird to me. They also list their burgers under really strange names that are so embarrassing to read out to the waiter when you order. Take a look at these:
Who is Linda? What did she do that makes her so despicable? She’s vegan for one thing, so doesn’t that make her pretty clean? Please let me know if you too find this kind of thing silly, or if you think I just to accept the filth and the cringey names.
7pm
Benji is making us his favourite ever dinner, salmon pasta. His version is with hot smoked salmon, crème fraîche and peas. I can confirm it does bang very hard, and I’m excited for it all to be ready.
8pm
The pasta was a great success, I am going to insist Benji cooks more often! He is feeling very proud of himself, as he should be. He did, however, use about a million pots and pans in the process, so I was not happy about having to do the washing up. Next time I cook, I’ll make sure to use even more pans. He may be ill, but he is most certainly not above sibling rivalry.
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