Eat More Weird Stuff

It’s March 18th; who’s kept up with their New Year’s Resolutions? Right, that’s what I thought. Not me either. Oh well.

Rifle through your memories to New Year’s 2011; can you even remember your New Year’s Resolution? I certainly cannot…luckily, I wrote a post to commemorate the event. My 2011 Resolution was to Eat More Weird Stuff. This resolution was inspired by a recent trip to St John, the nose-to-tail restaurant in London’s Smithfield Continue reading

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Peanut. Butter. Caramel. Fudge. Brownies.

Folks, we are approaching survival mode. What does this mean? This means I have 2 weeks to complete my lab work and start writing my thesis. This means panic. This means I start eating McDs at every available opportunity…WAIT. That last one does not sound like me at all. Yes, I may be a typical grad student (perpetually concerned about money, except when I’m spending it on too much booze, always complaining about my thesis, etc etc), but I have discovered, to my joy and delight, that my panic-cooking has evolved Continue reading