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Sunday, 27 March 2011

Fernand on Cereal (guest post).

OMG. It's probably unheard of for cereals to have MSG or whatever, but ever since my brother went to America for a school trip and brought back some Lucky Charms, I've had some ridunkulously stupid cravings for it.

All it took was the remains of one box (just about one decent servings full) and I boxed that niiiicely. Little did I know that this little bowl of humble toasted oat shapes and sweet sweet melt-on-your-tongue rainbow shapes of marshmallow would cause havoc on my appetite.

Later that evening I was craving something sweet - not too sweet, or fattening as I'm trying to eat healthily you see. Then it hit me: LUCKY CHARMS. Now this is odd as most cravings never end up on something so specific… but argh! Was my tongue and mind screaming for something slightly crunchy and ice cold.

However! I did not fall to the alluring and strong pull of the ever reserved yet happy looking breakfast box. Oh no. I held strong and fired up some dance music to distract the rhythmic growling of my stomach.

The next morning boy was I happy to wake up! Sh*t, shower and a shave later I settled down to a bowl of *sings* Lucky Charrrrrms! But disaster struck. Nooo!!!
There was only a small amount of milk left in the bottle! Shock. Horror. Nevertheless, and with a stroke of luck (Im sure those Charms were paying me back for doing it such justice) I had just enough for a relatively large serving. Yum. My morning was sorted.

But the addiction was tightening its hold. Just had Sunday Roast about an hour ago and the combination of my fast metabolism and this muscle bound Lucky Charm craving whispered into my ear… "I think its time for another bowl now, sonny."

Damn! Must. Resist. Sweet and cool crunch… no! Must resist! But I remembered milk was bought just earlier today - get innnnn my son! - and so the strong walls tumbled, and I stumbled (well more walked really quickly to the kitchen) and hastily began the decanting process of those gorgeous pieces of treasure doused in ice. cold. milk. Aaaaaaaah.

Done and dusted now, and I'm feeling lurrrrrrrvely. Just give it a few hours and I guarantee I'll be in a sugar craved chokehold by this Lucky fella…

Fernand x
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