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Jan. 9th, 2004 12:20 amOn returning to Reading from the Tun, the smell of fried onions lured me into Gregory's caff, where they cooked me a veggieburger for two quid. Not a smart move, as the aftertaste tells me it was cooked in animal fat and my mouth now tastes like an abbatoir.
Twenty three years of vegetarianism up in smoke. Oh well, I'll start again tomorrow.
Twenty three years of vegetarianism up in smoke. Oh well, I'll start again tomorrow.
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Date: 2004-01-08 04:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-08 05:11 pm (UTC)But that was a bad move. I avoid such things for exactly that reason... And I do understand the temptation...
If I'm desperate, I ask them how they cook it. Just that, no leading questions...
I'm on about the same length of time, AAMOI...
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Date: 2004-01-09 02:35 am (UTC)