I love the taste of anchovies in the morning

I was out late last night, work Christmas 'do'. Don't remember coming home, had to leap out of bed and check that I didn't leave housemate S's cowboy hat somewhere. (I didn't). Had to leap back into bed because leaping out of bed was so traumatic.

Dragged myself to the shower much, much later and then ate a piece of toast spread with Patum Peperium (surely one of the foods of the gods). If you are me, you accompany toast spread with Patum Peperium (a rare treat) with a glass of tomato juice. You fill your mouth with toast and then add the juice, and swoosh it all around till it's a big salty tomato-ey mush. It's a little mouthful of heaven in a hungover world.

joella