Mar 04, 2011 10:19
Seriously, seriously craving a bacon sandwich this morning. Unfortunately I work on Chancery Lane, which is sadly bereft of little greasy-spoon cafes or sandwich bars that can pander to my hot cured meat cravings. No, I don't want Gloucester Old Spot dry-cured between slices of artisan spelt bread. I want flabby, greasy bacon, in a floury bap smeared with yellow margarine.
Mmm dirty bacon sarnies.
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