<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386936312156663810</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:36:54.102-08:00</updated><category term='The Start of the next generation'/><category term='Food Wastage'/><category term='Giving it Away'/><category term='Foraging'/><category term='Temptation'/><title type='text'>Starvation Diet The next generation</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386936312156663810/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Beth Barlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15676514223983017536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='8' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kksfG91VhJY/S9V3wZReknI/AAAAAAAAAJI/QEpD32KyQuM/S220/altrincham.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386936312156663810.post-5397705742632217342</id><published>2010-10-14T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T07:10:39.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Total</title><content type='html'>The total given from the next generation during their one week stint was £46.90.  Good amount for 3 people doing just a bit of resisting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386936312156663810-5397705742632217342?l=starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/feeds/5397705742632217342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/2010/10/total.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386936312156663810/posts/default/5397705742632217342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386936312156663810/posts/default/5397705742632217342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/2010/10/total.html' title='Total'/><author><name>Beth Barlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15676514223983017536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='8' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kksfG91VhJY/S9V3wZReknI/AAAAAAAAAJI/QEpD32KyQuM/S220/altrincham.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386936312156663810.post-8617525608473160180</id><published>2010-09-18T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T06:13:58.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>muchas gracias</title><content type='html'>Many Thanks to Vicki, Gemma and my Mum for trying the Starvation Diet for a week.  Will post an update on the money raised through this exercise in the next few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386936312156663810-8617525608473160180?l=starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/feeds/8617525608473160180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/2010/09/muchas-gracias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386936312156663810/posts/default/8617525608473160180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386936312156663810/posts/default/8617525608473160180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/2010/09/muchas-gracias.html' title='muchas gracias'/><author><name>Beth Barlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15676514223983017536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='8' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kksfG91VhJY/S9V3wZReknI/AAAAAAAAAJI/QEpD32KyQuM/S220/altrincham.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386936312156663810.post-4461116448066024648</id><published>2010-09-12T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T06:06:41.041-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foraging'/><title type='text'>free food for all</title><content type='html'>yesterday as it was glorious weather I met up with me old mad &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Scottish&lt;/span&gt; mate &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;who's&lt;/span&gt; an excellent forager and who is going to give me some of her starter for sourdough bread ! after &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cheekily&lt;/span&gt; asking for some toast and refuse coffee. Les and I head out to a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;community&lt;/span&gt; space  and scrump the quinces and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;meddlers&lt;/span&gt;, at this point we feel quite good about the urban foraging exhibition .  Our next spot leads us to  a housing estate and we have an abundance of sloes and haw berries, a man asks us what we are doing so we show him  and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;les&lt;/span&gt; in forms him the reason we are doing this is because we are witches ! We explain what to do with the sloes  and that  you can use a whole host of  alcohol, I think we have convinced him to have a go as he has that look of  consideration and that we are not mental.  He then tips us off about some hazel trees,  not a bad exchange of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;knowledge&lt;/span&gt; really. We head off for another wildlife corridor , this bit proves that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;les&lt;/span&gt; is mad we had to go all jungle and battle our way through think grasses/rushes that were at least seven foot high for 20 minutes and thought is it really worth it and I also stated  that I didn't like it and can we go back! we come out of the grasses to the sight of  a massive crab apple tree which are all shine red , but on closer inspection are scabbed  quiet badly me move on to the next tree a little further and the fruit is in perfect condition , we spot a wild  eating apple tree and  have an apple to eat , whilst collecting the crab apples which should not be eaten raw! as we walk we see more and more crab apple trees , and come across hazel trees that have not been found by squirrels!!!!!!!!!!!!  there is also an abundance of blackberries and mulberries, but I'm not over keen on these so I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;concentrate&lt;/span&gt; on the hazels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have been foraging for seven and half hours and have an excellent booty of food . This makes  me wonder about how people in the UK  have lost the ability to tune into the  seasons and forage for food. In countries such as  Africa, South America and India, the survival skill of foraging for  Food is still being practised widely by  those who have no money to by food. Yet in the UK foraging is  seen as a middle class activity for those not suffering from food poverty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386936312156663810-4461116448066024648?l=starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/feeds/4461116448066024648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/2010/09/free-food-for-all.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386936312156663810/posts/default/4461116448066024648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386936312156663810/posts/default/4461116448066024648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/2010/09/free-food-for-all.html' title='free food for all'/><author><name>Vicki T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14549182048469087513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386936312156663810.post-1198624180838537288</id><published>2010-09-10T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T06:07:17.751-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temptation'/><title type='text'>and so the cookie well shortbread crumbles</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was exhausting as I had a full day of foraging , so breakfast of a yogurt, banana, and a cup of mint tea was had and off out in the wilds of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blaengarw&lt;/span&gt; with a small group of lovely people, we collected a great booty of hazel nuts, sloes, haw &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;berrys&lt;/span&gt;, blackberries, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rosehips&lt;/span&gt;, and rowan berries. Its so exciting foraging for food ! we break for lunch and I have a banana and we head up to the farm for more foraging we get up to the farm after a long walk, we arrive to the wonderful smell and sights of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;karens&lt;/span&gt; baking....................i could not resist lemon &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;drizzle&lt;/span&gt; cake and shortbread. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;I felt&lt;/span&gt; guilt and a strong sense of that I would abstain from the treats before we got there. At the time I felt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; about it as I felt i needed a sugar hit and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to seem rude by refusing cakes that had specifically been baked for the group which went from 9 people to 3. i had a chicken salad wrap for tea instead of a big cooked meal to compensate. I feel I have let myself down a bit now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is proving difficult as I'm working from home and have access to the kitchen, so far today I have had toast , a plum, mint tea, fruit juice and some hummus and crackers. i think the weekend will prove difficult as i consider the weekend as a time to have wine .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386936312156663810-1198624180838537288?l=starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/feeds/1198624180838537288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/2010/09/and-so-cookie-well-shortbread-crumbles.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386936312156663810/posts/default/1198624180838537288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386936312156663810/posts/default/1198624180838537288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/2010/09/and-so-cookie-well-shortbread-crumbles.html' title='and so the cookie well shortbread crumbles'/><author><name>Vicki T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14549182048469087513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386936312156663810.post-135790709196413921</id><published>2010-09-08T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T06:07:58.022-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Wastage'/><title type='text'>stale bread</title><content type='html'>Neil (hubby) made me breakfast this morning of  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sourdough bread&lt;/span&gt; toast and butter, but i had to refuse it  not because of the starvation diet but because I had just taken my medication and leave for the long drive to work. At work I have my breakfast of banana and a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;yogurt&lt;/span&gt;. I'm still struggling with  the fruit and luxury thing , normally I would be  proud of my healthy eating  today I'm a little sadden as the pleasure i get from eating food is slowly slipping away through my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;questioning&lt;/span&gt; my food choices. I have a busy  morning and forget all about food  until lunch, this was a huge disappointment as I had my been looking forward to my tuna fish sandwich and banana ( and yes I have a weird habit of eating them together) I take my first bite and the bread is stale, and has taken on that slightly must flavour. I debate chucking it in the bin  but think about people i have seen going into bins and eating  what they find, and I don't mean bin hoppers or the chefs that  did  a programme about it the other week. I'm talking about people who eat food that has been half &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;consumed&lt;/span&gt; and thrown away in a bin at the side of the road.  I decide to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;perceive&lt;/span&gt; with the sandwich, normally i wouldn't bin it. 3pm i feel the urge for chocolate and nearly give in to it , it soon passes and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;I have&lt;/span&gt; saved my soul again for the evils of chocolate. I'm not sure how long this will last , but my new tactic will be to think about or read a bit about child slave labour and cocoa production.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386936312156663810-135790709196413921?l=starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/feeds/135790709196413921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/2010/09/stale-bread.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386936312156663810/posts/default/135790709196413921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386936312156663810/posts/default/135790709196413921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/2010/09/stale-bread.html' title='stale bread'/><author><name>Vicki T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14549182048469087513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386936312156663810.post-1604620503817065994</id><published>2010-09-07T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T06:08:21.643-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temptation'/><title type='text'>3 mint tea</title><content type='html'>Although i have two cups a coffee a day, the double espresso in the house before i trudge to work I  haven't noticed missing (she says on day 2) on the other hand my double shop &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cappuccino&lt;/span&gt; from the cafe in work , i think it must be the social interaction and the mid morning escape from the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;continual&lt;/span&gt; wittering on of the Future Job &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Funders&lt;/span&gt; (aka &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YTS&lt;/span&gt;) and Betty, that I am starting to miss. So instead I have a refreshing 3 mint tea , i like  this tea  and drink it as my main tea at the moment ....but it's not coffee !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel guilty about having fruit, this is partly because   I know so many families don't give their kids fruit to eat as it is considered expensive, funny how money can be found for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cigarettes&lt;/span&gt; or a pint  ! I pondered on food poverty and the 5 a day campaign, this leads me on to think about the F&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;areshare&lt;/span&gt; project and wonder when its finally going to be set up in Wales and the benefit it provides to so many families and individuals. I quietly rant to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't share my lunch today as I was feeling grumpy about the lack of coffee, so baked beans on toast for one was made and consumed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon  brought hunger, and good news about  a De &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;minimis&lt;/span&gt; issue for a food project which has  gone on for what seems like a life time. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Initial&lt;/span&gt; thoughts.... celebrate with chocolate after all you are Hungry! I managed to resist by questioning if i was really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hungry&lt;/span&gt; and that a person who had no money to food would probably not choose chocolate if they were hungry and had money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a panic  on the way home  as I had to get petrol and go pass the tempting rows of  yummy crap, calling to me as i try and pay . I get to the pump and can pay there instead of going into the  kiosk , it all goes pear shape and i end up having to go pass the chocolate . I manage to resist but nearly give in to a  pack of soft mints, panic sets in and i nearly lock my pin number on the card .....I almost have sweats by the time I return to the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get home finally,  slightly over do tea by having a modest salad but more  bread than I should , I feel guilty again,  time for another 3 mint tea .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Neil&lt;/span&gt; informs me that he is at his mums for tea tomorrow, I think I'll join &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Beth&lt;/span&gt; in a bowl of  porridge .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386936312156663810-1604620503817065994?l=starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/feeds/1604620503817065994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/2010/09/3-mint-tea.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386936312156663810/posts/default/1604620503817065994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386936312156663810/posts/default/1604620503817065994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/2010/09/3-mint-tea.html' title='3 mint tea'/><author><name>Vicki T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14549182048469087513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386936312156663810.post-2628942294715265605</id><published>2010-09-06T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T06:09:01.891-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giving it Away'/><title type='text'>sourdough and tantrums</title><content type='html'>I got up this morning did the usual routine, went downstairs to let my beloved &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Cally&lt;/span&gt; Cat out and started to attempt to get the sourdough starter I have be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;nurturing&lt;/span&gt; over the last 3 weeks to finally do something other than to turn out like a stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have carefully made the sponge and now the the dough is waiting for me to knock the living daylights out of it, As I'm  doing this I start to think about the women all over the world who make this staple for the family and I feel rather good about what I'm doing. I leave the dough to prove  while I head out to the wilds of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Blaengarw&lt;/span&gt; for a joyous day of work ......I hit traffic so I have a think about this starvation diet and wonder how Beth is getting on with her rice and porridge menu. I get to work and instantly start itching to  get my lovely milky coffee , to distract me from this urge I start my breakfast of fruit. This brings on the what is  luxury food question. I decide that fruit is a luxury and feel a bit  guilty, but convince myself its &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;  because it would be a far worse thing to let the fruit rot and be wasted,  after all I bought the fruit last week  so it wasn't an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;unnecessary&lt;/span&gt; purchase and is fine to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time arrives, I could do the easy option and go to the cafe but opted for going to the co-op and  buying a loaf and some baked beans, the tins a bit big for me so I see &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Betty&lt;/span&gt; with a cuppa soup and ask if she would like to share my lunch. I'm feeling quite charitable now !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a stressful afternoon, throw a tantrum and want cake so badly. Five minutes later I was told a large box had arrived for me, my reply is I only want it if its got cake in it ! On opening the box I discover equipment to make cakes , oh the irony and the cake craving passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home about 6.30pm and wrestled with the sourdough , and throw another silent &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tantrum&lt;/span&gt; when the rather odd looking bread comes out of the oven after tea and  I secretly want chocolate cake again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cash knocked up today £2.95&lt;br /&gt;1.45 - coffee&lt;br /&gt;75p slice of cake x 2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386936312156663810-2628942294715265605?l=starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/feeds/2628942294715265605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/2010/09/sourdough-and-tantrums.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386936312156663810/posts/default/2628942294715265605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386936312156663810/posts/default/2628942294715265605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/2010/09/sourdough-and-tantrums.html' title='sourdough and tantrums'/><author><name>Vicki T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14549182048469087513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386936312156663810.post-1507157842689461741</id><published>2010-09-05T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T06:10:10.533-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Start of the next generation'/><title type='text'>Hot buttered toast</title><content type='html'>slightly charred toast, with deliciously salty butter ...mmmmm !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm debating with myself , is hot buttered toast a luxury or a staple ? In the wake of my own personal starvation diet week, I'm questioning food frantically especially as I forgot I was going to be doing it TOMORROW. (Thank you for the reminder Beth !) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should be an interesting week as my life is filled with food from the moment I wake up till I go to bed. It's not because I'm greedy (which I am) but because I work with food and develop food services. I have decided upon the following as definite give ups. My coffee fix of a double shot cappuccino at work . I am reluctant to give up my home made espresso before work , but coffee is a luxury and I guess it's got to go. Luxury products including  sugar, cake, crisp, biscuits, alcohol and chocolate will all be on the list to abstained from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully I have two foraging sessions planned in work, at least I'll be able to find some treats to eat for free ! Although all hope may be lost at the end of the week when  I attend a food festival.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386936312156663810-1507157842689461741?l=starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/feeds/1507157842689461741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/2010/09/hot-buttered-toast.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386936312156663810/posts/default/1507157842689461741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386936312156663810/posts/default/1507157842689461741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starvationdietnextgeneration.blogspot.com/2010/09/hot-buttered-toast.html' title='Hot buttered toast'/><author><name>Vicki T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14549182048469087513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
