Sometimes food and an activity are perfectly matched. Sometimes they’re polar opposites. Can you guess which category a date involving the chuckle-fest that is ‘Zero Dark Thirty’ and Mexican food might fall into?
Ever since I discovered frozen yoghurt on my first trip to LA, it’s been something I can’t get enough of. This is partially because in the neurotic female part of my head, I tell myself it’s low fat and therefore good for me. And yes, you are correct. The ‘good for me’ label does includes the hot fudge sauce, the smarties, the marshmallows, the sprinkles and the odd sneaky strawberry that I load on top of it too.