“Being a vegetarian puts you at a disadvantage,” Ms. Crosley said. “You’re in the most basic category of finicky. Even women who order chicken, it isn’t enough.” She said she has thought of ordering shots of Jägermeister, famous for its frat boy associations, to prove that she is “a guy’s girl.”
“Everyone wants to be the girl who drinks the beer and eats the steak and looks like Kate Hudson.”
Oh dear lord, how wonderful.
What about the poor women who are vegan, I wonder? Aren’t they doomed. Oh well, now that I have gone back to eating meat I really don’t care, but it is bloody unfair on all the vegetarians. Just eat what you want dammit and let others it what they want. I mean really, judging people on food choices. Sheesh.
In any case, whatever the merits of meat – it’s bloody unphotogenic. There’s nothing like taking pictures of fresh fruits and vegetables. The freshness comes across in the colours, even texture. It’s brilliant. (I prefer cooking vegetarian food as well. Easy and so unfussy. My latest kitchen experiment – yoğurt bamyalar urf dahi bhindi. Was delicious.)
Anyway, these from the Naschmarkt in Vienna. Wandering around there was wonderful, wonderful fun.
Old pictures from the Borough Market here. And one on Istanbul foods here.
Paprikas - all colours.
Fresh figs. (Are yummy).
As it says - jackfuits.