Eat Brit: day 4
I am trying to see how hard it is to eat only food that was produced in the UK for a week. You may Read all my Eat Brit posts on one page.
If my previous update mentioned that I now eat the same breakfast every day, this one can do the same about lunch, which was the same as day 3 (home-baked bread and Wiltshire ham), only this time the ham was "hand decorated with golden breadcrumbs". It is so obvious I do not want to think much about what I'll eat, and I am happy to grab the same stuff over and over if I find it filling and easy to get.
Dinner was good but I fear it was purely because I ate later than usual, as I was busy playing with Rabbitful who yesterday made me a very proud daddy when he learnt how to stream audio).
I had only had a small packet of smoked-ham flavoured Quorn on the way home from work, and I was starving. So I just threw some turkey strips in a pan, grated a carrot and microwaved a potato and it was surprisingly pleasing.
After dinner we felt like having a glass of wine, and it is only now that I realise that it was imported from California. Not even for one second did I wonder whether the grapes of that (incidentally rather good) Shiraz perhaps reached their plump juiciness in sunny Kent.
Yesterday I missed the kick of a couples of satsumas mid-morning, and the tang of some orange juice on my grated carrots.
But I enjoyed very much sinking my teeth into slices of Quorn knowing I was biting into something that never had a daddy and a mummy.
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