Dear Secret Mind Bloggles,
What are we even doing here at this time in a morning? Actually, it's not THAT late. But it might be by the time we're finished. You can never quite tell with these things, I don't think. Unless you're wearing special goggles.
Anyway, we've had this idea about my future career. And we think it's AMAZiNK! Me, myself and me.
In an ideal world where everything works. We're going to open a shop. A Cob Shop. That's sandwiches, made from bread with things inside them. And the people of France, all twelve of them, are going to bloody love it. But the difference with MY shop is that the sandwich fillings are going to be combinations of things that work for me and possibly me alone, which matters not.
So, we're talking...
Walnut Cream Cheese, Fig Jam and Lambs Lettuce. (Straight from the Land Of Lambs and ALL in the same sandwich).
We're talking...
Blue Cheese and Fried Eggs with Red Peppercorns and Apricot Jam. (This one's going to blow your mind clean off its axis).
And basically this continues, hopefully without too many deaths or suicides along the way. We'll introduce things as time goes by and popularity spreads. No, it won't be a very big shop to start with and everything will be made from wood (apart from the sandwiches) straight from the Land Of Woodland. There will be multicoloured fairy lights that don't work properly and a sign that reads 'Disconnect Your Taste Buds By The Door'.
I think it can work. And probably will do, in my dreams.
Speaking of which...
Good night, peapods!
LE x
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