The art of politely and intelligently ordering food is as lost an art as the notion of manners in our modern era. It’s as if when restaurant guests are inside any kind of public eating establishment, the human interaction program is reset. You’re not going to put your elbows on the table because it’s considered rude, but you are OK with taking your shoes off inside of a restaurant? It’s utterly baffling to me.
I guess I’m the interrogator? Although, the only question I ask is, ‘how big is the portion?’
Perfect start to the Easter weekend!
Oatmeal with strawberries, peanut butter and chia seeds.
For some reason they’re just never this good in the UK :(
Second one. Me.
For all my US followers… And anyone stuck in a US airport ;)
Me, when you tell me there isn’t enough for a second helping :-/
Close up of tonight’s delicious homemade guac.
My Mexican comfort food.
You could have used the kettle, but that wouldn’t have made for a good picture, would it?