I find it odd that the precise moment I am in most need of my full faculties for self-promotion and pushing myself forward, I am at the lowest ebb of confidence in my own abilities.
Passing something on that we no longer need, so that it can be used by other people is socially conscious; buying new for the mere sake of buying new is morally unconscious.
I am an only child. It has shaped me in many different ways, some positive and some negative. I just wanted to tell you all a few bits about it all.
Filled pasta is one of my favourite things to eat: Have you ever cooked lettuce?
Food is very important; food is not important: make your mind up, for goodness’ sake, Richard. OK.
A few years ago my partner and I realised that we were done with simple carbohydrates: Pasta had failed us too often; I could never cook white rice to save my life; and spuds had just become background noise.
I do not know what everyone else does with their time if they’re not planning meals, shopping for food, cooking meals, or eating them. I wish I understood what banalities these people filled their lives with.