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I'm dieting, and to make sure I don't eat anything on the naughty list, I have the bare minimum in the cupboard.
Suddenly I CRAVE the food I ate as a child in South Africa, nearly 60 years ago.
a doorstop slice of white bread hacked off the loaf, with a layer of butter, a layer of peanut butter, and smothered in Illovo Golden Syrup. Oh my, I haven't had it in years, and I'd give my eye teeth to sink those same teeth through those yielding, delicious flavours and textures. But, no bread, no butter, no peanut butter, and I haven't seen Illovo brand golden syrup in decades. so...... a nibble on some rather bendy celery, and a raw carrot for me. (wails pitifully as she exits stage left, back of hand to forehead and tearful eyes raised to the heavens, begging for a miracle)
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