I never used to be a fan of salad. More often than not, they’re about as exciting as daytime TV; which usually leads to you letting your cheat day slip. You’ll go from cheat day to cheat week before you can shout “take-out pizza”. Let’s be honest, none of us want that to happen. Don’t just plunk a bowl of leaves in front of you hoping you’ll feel satisfied after, that’s almost the equivalent of ordering an exotic cocktail made entirely of water. It’s just not going to hit the spot the way you like it.
Anyone who knows me well knows I’m often test running various diets for weeks at a time. Lately I’ve become more and more interested in the Paleo diet, the ideology behind it inspires me. Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t know if I could completely sack off all the horribly delicious foods that we all regret eating almost instantly, but it’s sure worth a shot for a couple of weeks or so.
I’ve always been obsessed with asian food. There’s something particularly rewarding about being served a dish which looks like it has had a little bit of heart poured into it, you just don’t develop the same feelings from cheese, chips and gravy. Back in November, I ventured over to Vietnam with some pals and had some of the best food I’ve ever tried; these being strong contenders.
Coming from a family of particularly adamant meat eaters, I thought it would be a bit of a challenge to woo them with today’s ensemble, we all like a challenge, right? – I travelled from London to my home town of Guildford to visit the family for the weekend and (for a change) surprised them with a vegetarian dish for dinner. The whole charade reminded me of a slow-burning movie with a great ending; no one is quite sure if they like it at first, but towards the end they’re wanting more. Although, I could have sworn I caught my brother in-law searching for the non-existent steak at the bottom of the bowl…
It’s an obvious fact that January is a month saturated with extreme diets, obnoxious detox regimes; (guilty) And drinking pretty much nothing but bottled water and green tea in the sincere, devastatingly bittersweet hope that we can solely endure a dry run throughout January without tippling a few shandies;
PUT THE BOTTLE DOWN – However, Saturday turned my house mate and very good friend a year older, so typically; we drank, we laughed, we had fun… And I played chef for our party guests.
Regardless of the juice fast, it’s not going to steer me away from cooking up a storm for my flatmates; both of which went on their merry way to work with their lunches packed tight with these delights today. My inspiration for todays treats comes in its own unique way; I found myself channeled into a passing phone conversation in the street which combined the words “sweet, pepperoni pizza?” and decided to play on that encounter with sweet pepper pizzas. Thanks trendy guy with a beard at Elephant and Castle!