Showing posts with label bread. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bread. Show all posts

05 June 2011

In which we play with our food, or: eggy bread goes pretentious


I would love to open a restaurant or do a cookbook where every dish is an upmarket version of take-away food. Most of the joy would be in making sure the menu only used the original name, with not a mention of jus or fucking foam anywhere. Gatsby anyone?