“It’s not easy being greedy”: well, that’s not entirely true. Being greedy is no hassle at all – I am without thinking about it. Greedy is me. Unless I am out in public and strangers might be watching me, I eat my dinner like a woman possessed (by the cookie monster). What’s not easy is being greedy but not wanting to get fat(ter). It’s a constant battle of wanting to eat a biscuit (or, more honestly, packet of them) but knowing you shouldn’t because you have already eaten breakfast, lunch, dinner, a cake, 2 bags of crisps and a bar of chocolate and so your tummy really doesn’t need another biscuit (or pack of).
Luckily, I am in good company. Most of my friends are also quite greedy (and also – sickeningly – very slim) and so a great deal of our nights out resolve around eating (and drinking, gossiping, and generally having a very lovely time).
Recently Charlotte, Jo and I decided to have a dirty Chinese on a night out (see?! we are all as bad as eachother), and so popped to Chinatown where we were lucky enough to wander into a restaurant which wasn’t actually dirty and didn’t make us re-encounter our dinner a few hours later. In fact, it was lovely. Review to follow some time when I can get around to it.
The actual point of this story is to explain that we also decided to embark on a foodie adventure – we agreed that each time we met up for dinner we’d choose our restaurant by working our way through different country’s cuisines in alphabetical order.
It will probably take us a couple of years to work our way through the entire alphabet, by which point I’ll be nearly forty (*cries*). That’s properly scary. But the three of us will have a lot of fun times and nice meals getting there. Hopefully I might learn a bit about geography as well whilst we’re at it.
So join Charlotte, Jo and me on our alphabet adventures, starting with the letter A … for Austria.