My friend over in London sent me this clip and I just had to share.
I worry that ye olde food blog has taken a turn into bitter single 30-something hood, but this is too good not to post. It totally gets me.
I am 31 at the moment and this rings so true. At 29, the world was my oyster. I was embarking on an exciting new journey and starting a new life and career in Melbourne. Fast forward two years, and well . . . in the words of Garfunkel, there's nobody left!
I'll be back with my decadent chocolate cake recipe over the weekend.
Food is good for the soul. Not so much the waistline or that bridesmaid dress I have to squeeze into by December.