Monday, August 08, 2005

Why I didn't marry a chef


When I was 15 I wanted to be a hotelier, so when I turned 19 I dated a chef. Breakfast in bed, delicious homecooked meals every night, desserts to die for? Yes! But not good for your figure.

About 10 years later, after I had gambled my life in the hotel industry for years I found myself a nice sensible city worker who couldn't cook, but is very good at keeping me on the straight and narrow road of the 'five a day' diet.

Last night we had carrot soup. Someone get me a chef!

2 Comments:

Blogger Mandy said...

Carrot soup, sounds yummy (not) lol

I went on cabbage soup diet a while back, it worked but I couldn't keep it up for long. There were big fat fresh cream cakes in the bakery window yelling at me to buy them..

so I just had to oblige.

1:56 pm  
Blogger Raida said...

I too tried the cabbage soup diet. It did start working but the "other side" of it was just not worth it. Lets just say the effects were not pretty and leave it at that.

5:21 pm  

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