* Sylvester Stallone.
Don't just take my word for it - have a look on the internet.
Richard 'The Misguided' suggested that I would be having KFC for dinner tonight.
Well, he was wrong. KFC or 'Kids Fattening Company' is just about the last type of food that I'd consider eating - apart from some of the weird stuff that The Old Girl has eaten in China and South East Asia like sea slug, chicken feet, fermented rice and very old eggs.
KFC's menu and, lets face it, any of the shit offered by the fast food chains, is rubbish and generally unhealthy regardless of what these corporate's massive advertising campaigns try to tell us. A big part of these advertising 'messages' is price with all sorts of price-off and double up deals. Sure, on the day, a one dollar burger deal or a half price bucket of deep-fried reconstituted chicken gizzards, sorry, chicken 'nuggets', could feed a family cheaply but, when that family went back they would find that the prices of the stuff that they are addicted to (fat, salt, sugar, secret recipe ingredients) have gone back to 'normal'. Comparing this 'normal' price for fat, starch, sugar, protein, carbohydrates and the gratuitous lettuce leaf to what can easily be bought at a supermarket the family might well find that the price at the supermarket was less than half of the price of the takeaways and whatever they made from the grocery purchases would be a hell of a lot more healthy and edible.
Right, rant over.
Our dinner tonight was the second half of the leek, potato and chicken pie I made last night accompanied by a cauliflower, broccoli and silverbeet dish in cheese sauce. Excellent and nutritious.
Today, like yesterday was beautiful and sunny - a big change from the 'polar blast' conditions of Tuesday. I played tennis this morning for a few hours and then 8 holes of golf this afternoon (I found 14 golf balls!).
As it is a clear night I'm going to sit out on the deck with either a glass of wine or a cup of tea and try to find Matariki in the sky.
8 comments:
Yes but are you having KFC tonight?
Fish burgers (not from a takeaway shop).
Yeah, sure, and I'm having fish in a home made sauce! And Robert is having home made vegetarian.
Robert's off again. Apart from the atrocious grammar he's banging on about god again. Frankly I thought that this post was about takeaway food and not religion. I guess religion is his takeaway. It certainly is nasty, unfulfilling, touted by unscrupulous money making bastards and ultimately bad for the consumer.
Another fun, but fueled by alcohol, night for The Curmudgeon and Robert the pathetic sinner.
These boys know how to have a good time!
OK, busted! I have had a glass or two of chardonnay but, to be fair, I've battled a damned toilet leak situation for several hours (hopefully now creatively fixed).
I don't believe for a moment that you haven't visited Bacchus.
The toilet is fixed in case you are interested.
It was a bummer of a job (double pun intended).
Whatever.
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