Rather than continue to torture certain people with my Captain Jack fetish [and let me just say, with two more episodes of series 3 to go - I totally forgive him! So far] I thought I would talk about another obsession I'm developing.
No, it's not Primeval - though I'm totally a Connor/Abby shipper. More on them another time.
No, it's not Warehouse 13. Think Fringe with less bite, X-Files with more fun.
It all started a few weeks ago when we had dinner at Bob's Burger Palace where they serve the most excellent sweet potato fries. I fell in love. Literally, fell into the cup of fries, would have stayed there forever. Knowing that 'fried' has some inherent badness to it, I decided to buy my own sweet potatoes and bake them. I figured the people [I live with] would enjoy some nutritious yumminess. All three of them hated the baked sweet potatoes because there's just something wrong with them. I, however, fell in love all over again and now, I have decided to buy sweet potatoes every week and have them in place of white potatoes in all their forms.
The people are not happy, but I don't care. According to my research, sweet potatoes are 'wunderfood' and should be eaten by everyone all the time. That suits me fine.
Tell me about the last time you feel in love with food. [Chocolate doesn't count. That goes without saying.]