I'm always saying I could live on toast. You can't beat a slice of hot, buttered bloomer, especially with a cuppa, to put the colour back in your cheeks any time of day. But to really and truly live on toast would mean neglecting my other eating duties: christmas cake, leftover beef stew with dumplings and a planned visit to the local Michelin-starred restaurant to name just a few.
Nah! Instead, here's the deal I made with my best Belgian friend, Claudia. Toast: I'll jot down factoids, ideas and other Important Toasty Bumpf for her to read. Online? Yes, okay.
Tomorrow, we'll start with Marmite. Love it or hate it.
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