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Old fashioned

My tall, dark and handsome* friend Don and I went out for dinner to Sarti on Wellington Street last night. He had a delicious steak that came with veg and mash, which he left, being a recent (and unnecessarily so) … Continue reading

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Guilty pleasures

To me, there is nothing better than eating your favourite guilty pleasure food in secret. Most things done in secret are better than if they were done in the open. Skiving on holiday websites when you should be working, cleaning … Continue reading

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