So after two weeks of drizzle, torrential rain and even hailstones in the glorious capital of the United Kingdom, I have returned to a bizarrely sunny Scotland, with its bright blue skies, beaming sun and every inch of grassy carpet covered with lazy day students who don’t have dissertations to write. Where is the justice?…
For a while now, I have been threatening to make a spinach smoothie, which has been met with disgust by my flatmates. Wilted spinach pasta is tasty. Spinach salads are fine. Home-made Saag Aloo is positively divine. But the idea of spinach blended down into an Incredible Hulk shade-of-green smoothie is a thought that is…
Peach is coming back into fashion. And no, I don’t mean in a foodie sense; I mean the literal fondant-coloured hue gracing catwalks, makeup palettes and bouquets of flowers. Gone is the hideous memory of 80’s dresses with a lurid satiny sheen, and in its place, a soft palate of eye-pleasing shades that truly make…
I appear to be on some sort of liquid diet at the moment. I think in the past two weeks, me and my flatmates have consumed over eight different types of smoothies, milkshakes and frappacinos, interspersed with the solid food group that is Kettle Chips. My logic, however skewed, is that all that fruit means…