I am sitting very close to the 'fridge and I can hear the siren call of the shallots in spicy vinegar plus the onions in sweet vinegar. Bother. Mr DD has gone to bed and I am very tired and achy but even so . . . . . . eat me, eat me and then drink my juice. Oh bother.
So, what 'forbidden' foods call you at odd hours? I used to be a sweet girl but as my years advance (and my temper sours) it's the sweet-and-sour, the pickle and spicy that call me. I'm off to crunch - I thumb my nose at the consequences. DD
Have you got the despatches? No, I always walk like this. Eddie Braben