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It’s one of those phrases that doesn’t really mean anything these days. Like, ‘I have nothing to wear’, or ‘I love you’. It just rings hollow. I’m talking about people that say ‘I love food’. Do you? Do you really? Do you nuzzle up to crumpets at night, swooning over their buttery aroma? Or relive the memories of the good old days you had with a bacon butty? Chances are you don’t (although we are in an age of experimentation). But I can assure you when I say it, I mean it. I used to be fat. F.A.T. Not the girly ‘Oh I’m soooo fat’ fat. I was actually huge, so huge that my thighs were often in separate postcodes. My idea of a bread and butter pudding was two loaves of Hovis and tub of Utterly Butterly. I adored food. I would have had a relationship with plate of lasagne and garlic bread if it had been possible. Thinking about it, I probably would have been better off with the lasagne, than with my ex and our car-wreak of a relationship. Anyway, I did lose all my fat by just... not eating like a pig, and can now attract members of the opposite sex in clubs. It’s liberating. But however much weight I lost, my love for food remained and by gum, it’s still difficult not to go and devour everything in sight, like Ms Pac-man. So imagine the feeling of sweet, sweet joy I had when I stumbled across this site here. It encourages you to play with your food AND eat chocolate! I was joyful. I was elated. That’s what food does to me. It even has a little video for your viewing pleasure.
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