I’m really sorry if this blog has been thoroughly saturated with pictures of food. It’s just that when you spend 11 hours a day sitting your arse down either furiously typing away in front of an iMac or devouring as many books as your eyes will allow before they pop, only food will save your soul.

Elizabeth Wilson sure was right: The brain is in the gut. (sorry, that’s just one of my readings)

And when you can’t actually get any good food in your school situated in the armpit of London (Charlie’s words, not mine), you just click and click away to unearth gastronomic visuals that quicken your breathing quite audibly. Man, I’d love a good bowl of tonkotsu ramen with the perfect half-runny-half-chalky stewed eggs. But as you know, my search for this has been quite futile.