Today, I have been mostly living the dream.
I'm working in the UK. Cardiff to be exact and I'm stuffing myself silly with food that I can't get or is super expensive at home in the US.
For breakfast I had:
Proper bacon (not the 50% fat US stuff), Heinz baked beans, black pudding, fried tomato etc. Then a bowl of Alpen and weetabix. I thought I was done until I noticed some Welsh cakes near the toaster (buffet breakfast at the hotel). All washed down with a couple of cups of the Chimps finest PGs.
Mid morning meeting lunch break had:
Pork pie (Melton), sausage rolls, a couple of sarnies and Walker crisps (that's Crisps, not the American version of fatty 'chips'). Also spotted a mini scone with clotted cream and felt it rude, not to have one...
Afternoon coffee saw the Welsh cakes come out - three in my local proximity went missing.
Evening meal with team = Fish and Chips in a local restaurant.
Now I'm sitting in bed, in a hotel room, reading AutoShite and hoping that my stomach doesn't explode between now and the morning. Breathing is a little difficult and slightly concerning. I fear there might be much farting tonight(!)
I'm not normally into such gluttony, (I'm 6' 2" and a lanky streak of p!$$) but nearly all of that has been out of reach for a year
it was sooooo good!
Should I change my Username to Mr Creosote? I think a wafer thin mince pie might just about finish me off... but what a way to go!