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			I swear, the hottest food I've ever eaten has been African.And I can eat curries (as in Indian dishes) hot enough to make me cry.  Twice - going in and coming out.  Not saying I enjoy them that hot, but I can get them down my neck if I've made the wrong choice in ordering.
 
 Lunch today was so bland.
 (ties in with Indian theme - haha)
 
 
 Supermarket white bread - bought because Mum wanted it as comfort food - toasted cheese sandwich.
 Okay, the cheese was Tickler, which is a rather nice mature (sharp) cheddar.  But not my usual fare when I'm eating.
 
 Mum's was even blander.  Egg & soldiers.  I made mine and Dad's, but Mum made her lunch herself, as she doesn't trust me with eggs.  She's right not to.  Despite the complex dishes I can prepare, I've never been proud of my egg cooking abilities.  And it's a bit like making tea anyway - everyone has a preference.  I can't even cook eggs to my own preference, but if I've gone to the bother of cooking them I close my eyes and scoff them down anyway.
 
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				 Last edited by Sundae; 10-10-2015 at 10:26 AM.
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