The Ice Cream Van Man

I see two men by the white and blue van which is covered in stickers of the delights ice cream vans are meant to sell; Cornettos, Flakes, Soleros, Magnums, Feasts… Junkies, I’m sure. Who else hangs around an ice cream van at midnight, on an East London back street?

Don’t Give Me Tinned Salmon and Tell Me It Is Smoked

So off I went to the pub. I made the healthiest choice I could by choosing a salmon with lemon mayo salad wrap. Before I ordered this wrap I wanted to know if it was smoked salmon or not. If it was not smoked I was going to switch the order to a chicken Caesar salad wrap. My colleague asked the guy who was taking the order if it was tinned salmon. The guy looked bewildered, so I cut in, “Is it from a can?” He still looks blankly. My colleague tries again, “What kind of salmon is it?” Ok we are not getting anywhere. One last try, “Is it smoked salmon?” WOW! A response, He became animated, and decided to open his mouth and talk, “Yes, yes.”

Don’t Try And Feed Me KFC When I’m On A Diet

If you are familliar with the woman without the gallstones where I work (WWGS) you will know that since my COLONIC IRRIGATION she knows that I am on a diet, which I’ve told her means no wheat, no dairy, no red meat and no fast food. She had been complying somewhat. Today I think she thought that she would try to break me. She went to lunch before me today and she came back with a Kentucky Fried Chicken bag, which is quite normal for her, nothing out of the ordinary. she sits down at her desk and takes 2 paper bags out of the plastic KFC bag. She then presents me with one of the bags,

I Love Licking Plates And Bowls – So What?

Sometimes when I am in doubt about licking a plate, I take time to think about the situation that I find myself in; after all I don’t need to lick a plate. If I want more food I can have more food. I am not in bootcamp where food is rationed, I am not starving. I tell myself, “no don’t do it” but then I flashback to a picture that was taken Christmas 1987. The reason this picture sticks in my head is that my brother has claimed ownership of it and likes to bring it out every time I see him to remind me of where I “came from.”

Benachin in Parcelles Assainies

Jacob’s family welcomed us with open arms. At the car dealership we met Laurent and Janet, and then when we got back to the house we met the other two siblings, Angelique and Thomas. We also met their parents, otherwise known as Tante and Oncle. Like I said the house was huge. The neighbourhood felt very safe and there were always children playing outside, as well as groups of adults congregated having a natter.

The Lecherous American Fool in Bakau

Lecherous fool

We arrived in Bakau, Gambia on a Friday night. On Saturday night we hit the road looking for food. Our hotel served no African food, authentic or otherwise. Everything was served with chips (fries) and cabbage. We enter a hotel not too far down the road from us. There is a guy wondering round on the grounds. He is kind of cute and wearing a purple and gold African print shirt. Hmmm… Talent in The Gambia and it’s only the second day. I’m impressed!

Searching For Food on Avenida Sete De Setembro

Brazil Prostitute

Last night Neville and I went out to look for somewhere to eat on the main strip of Sete de Setembro. We are strolling down the street. No stress, taking it easy, taking in the sounds, sights and smells of the street. There is Samba blasting from a passing car, little boys juggling sticks in the street, the arcarje women in their frilly white dresses and elegant head wraps, the smell of the sea and burning palm oil and out of nowhere jumps Diego. Of course he had his Ipod in tow, one ear in one ear out and looking somewhat dappa in a bright red and white unbuttoned shirt.

Picky Eaters Irk Me

My pet peeve is picky eaters… can’t stand em. So many different tastes to experience and they spend their time deciphering what not to eat rather than what to eat.