Saturday 2 February 2008

Rubbish!

Stuck for inspiration at lunchtime, I've just cobbled together an Italian favourite: tonno e fagioli (tuna and beans). It tasted of nothing other than onions. Why?

Tesco cannelini beans in water (you can't buy normal ones there anymore), tuna in brine = zero flavour

Bought some bread and cheese from Asda (should've known better); the bread was bland, the cheese (Lancashire) tasted of nothing. Why? No salt, again.

Pot Noodles, ruined.

Breakfast cereal, ruined.

I'm sick to death of food being ruined because the fucking government are pressuring producers to save us from the evils of food that actually tastes of something.

Fucking rubbish.

So fed up with it all.


Hip-hop feet
I bought new trainers yesterday; they're quite trendy. I'm probably about 20 years too old to wear them. They were expensive, but it's a good job I bought them because I returned to find that a certain pooch had eaten the portion of my £65 Nikes that the lace threads through. He'd also destroyed a pair of sunglasses.

Life is beautiful.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

*giggles*

Serves you right for spending £65 on overpriced Nikes.

Anonymous said...

Overpriced Nikes that still make fart noises when I walk in them after 6 months.

I'm getting TB.

Anonymous said...

Are you sure it's the Nikes that make s fart noises when you walk?

Anonymous said...

Well, obviously I do too, but not as frequently as the shoes do. Talk about stepping on carpet frogs!

Farewell my friends, I fear I may becoming compromised in my breathing. Will my Wi-Fi work from inside an iron lung?

Anonymous said...

It won't, I'm afraid.

We can chuck magnets at you though - that'll be much more fun!

Anonymous said...

For the longest time, when we first brought him home, our older dog would root around in my closet until he found my blue shoes, and would destroy them. I had 3 pairs of blue shoes (don't ask) one day, and none the next.

The US hasn't taken Salt out of everything, but has done the same for Fat. You can't visit a supermarket without seeing fat free (flavor-free, usually) varieties of everything. Blech.