I’ve developed an obsession with blueberry muffins.
I’ve always spent my calorie budget (like there is one) on crisps but lately I’ve been gorging on blueberry muffins.
This obsession started when I went to my local Le Pain Quotidien and tried their blueberry muffin. It wasn’t too sweet which I liked.
The danger here is that I end up adding, significantly, to the nice blueberry muffin top I have over my trousers. Adding more permanent muffin density to my body isn’t such an issue but my underwear is already getting extremely tight. I don’t particularly fancy diverting money from food to money on underwear. It’s just such a waste because no one sees my underwear, but everybody sees the shape of my body. I’d rather spend my money on something I can show off.
And before anyone berates me that I’m not going to a hip ‘independent’ blueberry muffin outlet in that middle-to-upper-class/tourist playground in Shoreditch you can piss off. I am a trend setter, not a follower.