Showing posts with label saturday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label saturday. Show all posts

Saturday, July 6, 2019

A Little Saturday Morning Treat



A little Saturday morning treat of butchers sausage, posh baked beans and a toasted bagel. I'd love to say I've behaved this week, but my eating habits have been a little bit all over the place recently. I think I need to get myself back under control, I can already feel my jeans getting tight around the waist.

Saturday, June 1, 2019

It's Saturday! I Think That's Ample Justification



It's Saturday, I'm up early waiting on a delivery and I've got a fairly busy day ahead of me, it would almost be wrong not to...

Saturday, February 23, 2019

Good Quality, High Welfare Meat... My Biggest Dietary Weakness



Even after years of practice I still suck at dieting, completely ignoring my fairly recent weight loss. In my defence I came across this absolutely beautiful looking treacle cured back bacon, it's dry cured, free range, outdoor bred, from an RSPCA assured farm, it was calling my name, I had to buy it, and it would have been just wrong not to go all out with it. So here we have griddled bacon, griddled mushrooms, fried eggs, homemade baked beans and a griddle toasted ciabatta.

Sunday, January 13, 2019

Some Days A Guy Just Needs A Bit Of Filth In His Life

After what felt like a particularly long week at work, and some fairly healthy eating during said week, I decided to treat myself to a little bit of filth over the weekend. Saturday morning I made a full on cooked breakfast of a couple of Cumberland sausages with fried mushrooms, stewed balsamic tomatoes, fried eggs and a pot of honey sweetened Scottish breakfast tea. Lunch was a large bag of Burt’s roast beef flavoured crisps. Dinner was a homemade, including the base, ham and mushroom pizza with a bottle of beer. And I finished off the day with half a Terry’s dark chocolate orange and a small glass of whisky.

Saturday, December 29, 2018

Saturday, December 1, 2018

It's Mince Pie Season



It's December so I finally feel justified in breaking out the mice pies, nom nom nom.