Trying Delicious New Foods and Making People Hate You

Earlier this week, I went to London with my friend Rory in order to visit my friend Mairi. The three of us had a delightful time (or, I did at least, I assume they did too) and other than enjoying the company of two of my very best friends, my favourite part of the day was probably trying some new delicious foods.

We had a nice lunch at Camden Market, a place which has lots of options for food which I don’t commonly encounter. Rory decided that we could try Peruvian food and I’m very glad that he did, because it just so happened to be a very delicious cuisine indeed.

We both had an ‘Inka Box’ which is a kind of salad made up of black beans, spinach, red onions, peppers, rice and, most excitingly plantains. I’d never heard of these before, but they’re the savoury sibling of bananas – I certainly hope that I will have plenty of opportunities to eat them again in future. Of course, my food also came with a generous helping of hot chilli sauce.

What was especially interesting to me was that they sold Inka-Cola – the Peruvian alternative to Coca-Cola. I’m not exactly fond of Coca-Cola and tend to avoid drinking it because I rather dislike the taste (the sugar free versions are pretty good though) but Inka-Cola was amazing. A much nicer taste and it has a pleasant creaminess to it as well. I can only imagine how nice a diet variation would be.

But, of course, you can’t eat delicious savoury food without following it up with delicious sweet food. Shortly after, we got some liquid nitrogen ice cream. It was much smoother than normal ice cream and I loved everything about it. Mairi got honeycombs with hers and then let me have some too and I liked them very much.

Anyway, after a fun day out in London, Rory and I were riding home on the train. The whole time we were engaged in lively conversation – joking around, laughing and generally passing the time as effectively as possible. That was all well and good, but when I got off, I realised we had been in the quiet carriage, so I imagine that all those people hated us – but at least our own stomachs did not.

You may wonder why this post isn’t accompanied with any images of the food I ate. Well, the reason is that when delicious food is in front of me, I can’t gather my sense enough to not immediately eat it. You wouldn’t expect a dog, for example, to stop and photograph its food before eating, would you? No

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