Now I know that Jamie (perfick) Oliver would be horrified, but I am rather fond of Chicken Dippers. I am not generally a fan of processed food, and when at school was never offered those loathed Turkey Twizzlers that everyone seems so shocked by.
Chicken Dippers are another story however. They are a comfort food, along with mashed potatoes and a portion of baked beans. I wonder if this means that I haven't actually progressed from a) my school dinners (which I did receive briefly before going on a diet of mother-made jam sandwiches for the next ten years) or b) from the meals that my mother used to cook. Either way I have nothing to complain about. I will happily eat carbonara or luncheonmeat (not Spam!) fritters.
Vegetables though are another story - don't get me started on swede...
Randomeanderings: Useful and useless things, random assorted ideas and general waffle
Randomeanderings: Useful and useless things, random assorted ideas and general waffle
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- Part time poet, full time librarian, student of the delights of milk chocolate. Likes books, milk, paddling, poetry, scribbling, chocolate, notebooks, sea, piers. Not necessarily in that order. All work copyright cih.