A while back I didn’t believe a friend when they said they had the same meal pretty much every day for lunch.

Then I started working from home and now I have poached eggs on toast, like, at least a few times a week.

so i went to a jewellers and I asked for a custom necklace, and they start by smashing some eggs on the ground, and I’m like “what” and they’re like “you can’t make an amulet without breaking a few eggs”

I don’t regard Tiff as particularly fond of tinned tuna, hard boiled eggs or olives and yet she has been asking me to make a Pan Bagnat for multiple years after encountering the concept on social media somewhere.

Today, I brave the sando.

(verdict: it was fine)

good sandwiches are an art

I’m just unusually proud of this nice long weekend breakfast I made.