Today, as I was munching on a delicious chocolate cigar, I noticed that there is a routine involved with eating that I follow through each time.

Whenever I am in a place with windows, I always look outside after my first bite in the food, no matter how inconvenient it may be from my initial position.

Do you have any foodiosyncrasies?

"Blog now" is so refreshing

almost as refreshing as a good cucumber sandwich.

I wonder how they make that lovely mustard sauce...

one day, I will possess enough capital, interest and time to open my own cafe.

It shall serve delicate pastries, rich cakes, decadent creams and mouth watering meals.

That shop shall never grow larger, even though more and more people clamour to taste my art. It shall remain the quaint little corner store which, despite competition, keeps its own through its quirky, homely feel.

The shop shall have a few usuals, people who come in purely for some conversation with the waitresses and chefs, purely soaking up the atmosphere, and in their laughter, add to the charm of the place.

And of course, the kitchen. The kitchen shall be mine.