Tastefully done!

So I was thinking about food.
And how much I love it.
I go to sleep at night reliving my dinner and anticipating my breakfast, after breakfast I think of lunch and after lunch I think of dinner and after dinner.. ah..you get the picture.
I think I have a very needy relationship with food. If food was a man, he would be the adulterous, not caring a crap about my feelings, macho stud kind of man. And I would be the starved for affection, needy, weepy, bottomed out on self esteem kind of woman. I would follow him around and accuse him of not spending enough time with me. He would not pick up my calls and I would leave 27 voicemails.Seriously unhealthy.
I used to be fat (or chubby or 'healthy'- whatever you prefer) till I was about 21 - at which point I woke up one day and realised that if I continued my needy desperate kind of relationship with food, it would soon be pretty much the only relationship I would ever have. So I strengthened my resolve, chucked my box of krispy kreme doughnuts out the window and embarked on 6 months of healthy living and exercise.
and ta-daah! emerged svelte(ish) and sexy(ish) on the other side.
So now I think I have a normal(ish) kind of relationship with food. True, I still spend exorbintante amounts of time fantasising about it but other than that, I think it's all pretty much in check.
Except when I'm all booked to go to the TASTE festival this weekend - which is only the most fabulous festival for foodies! TASTE is this super-duper concept wherein all the greatest and bestest restaturants get together and pitch tents at Regent's Park and offer their fabulously delicious and ridiculously expensive food in tapas sized portions and at (relatively)reasonable prices. It's a poor foodie's paradise! What a great concept..I wish I'd come up with it!
I live in London, which has some of the most feted and fabulous restaurants in the world and it's always been a source of deep sadness to me that I'm too poor to go to most of them. Seriously, it's either pay the rent or eat a 3-course meal - they're that expensive.
But thankfully, some bright soul came up with this idea and made people like me very happy.
So yeah, that's on Friday. I've given myself leave to have a guilt-free time food fantasising this week. I've printed out my TASTE menu and have spent hours poring over it highlighting the dishes I want to have in order of priority.
Ah..life is good!