RecipeMuncher

Tastespotting is dead, the light keeps on changing for the worse, I’m more than just a little bit uninspired, and my housemate has lost her purse.

You all know how it is, personal armageddons, the total destruction of all the elements of your life you were trying so hard to keep in balance - when they go mad, you just don’t feel right. There’s a deep and sour feeling of loss amongst us all right now though, with the end of our beloved Tastespotting coming so unexpectedly (and on Friday 13th of all days.)

Part of my feeling a little too attached to reality - how backwards is that? - comes from the fact that since last friday (June 6th) I had worked nine days straight at Foo•Go, almost entirely 10am-6pm. Not being physically able - through fear of death - to cook for myself after such a long day, I have been gleefully sampling all that work has …