Oh, for the sake of balance: there is a huge, fuck-off Sainsbury’s round the corner. The clothes are rubbish and the Sound & Vision selection is about as tokenistic and paltry as you’d expect, but the food on offer (it is ostensibly a food store, after all) is nice and extensive.
And they sell Cote d’Or chocolate. *sigh* There goes the blood pressure again, but what the hell. I like it. It has a pretty little elephant on the wrapper (also embossed on the choc segments). The noir variety comes in 70% cocoa and nuclear-strength 86%. I’ve given in to temptation twice. I was awake for days.
I know, you’re thinking, where are the serious postings? I was going to post something about the hanging of Saddam Hussein the other day, but everyone else has, so I can’t be bothered.
The question at the moment, still, is where to move to? That’s kinda serious. Maybe I’ll stay in London, maybe I’ll move to Ontario. Or Bogota. Really don’t know.
A friend made a fun comment about London last night: ‘There’s less to it than meets the eye.’ That’s probably true, y’know.
Sainsburys is top for Food…. for a total Crazed Chocolate Experience you must try Hotel Chocolat. http://www.hotelchocolat.co.uk [Amazing Stuff… at Mad Prices though].. on the Moving Front I hear Belarus is the place to be – just see for your self.http://www.belarus.org.uk/
Ontario ? Do you want me to spend the next five years of my life accompanied by more jealousy ?
I recently discovered Sainsburys Curly Fries and found them tasting reasonable enough and quite humorous in spite of their yank non-regulation chip shape. I havent been able to buy any for a while as when I try to eat them I am in raucous laughter, and this is simply incompatible.
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