Have you ever found yourself stuck in a food loop? I have, and it’s very dispiriting.
I realise there are worse things in life to be stuck in – lifts, tenancies, sewage – but, if you take plenty of pleasure in food, as I do, then coming to terms with the fact that you are often only eating what you are eating thanks to sheer lack of imagination can be really quite sobering.
Let’s turn a blind eye to breakfast. I mean, I’m busy: I’ve got two young kids to get uniformed up, teeth brushed, stuffed with cornflakes and out the door; a puppy, cat, chickens and goldfish to feed; news bulletins to catch up on, showers to take, caffeine to imbibe. It’s a wonder I manage to consume anything…
