Eat: Vegetarian Black Bean & Lentil Chilli

After a lovely summer of bowls of crunchy greens, I’m just feeling very ‘fuck salads’ all of a sudden.

Personally I am beyond happy that comfort food season is back. After a lovely summer of bowls of crunchy greens, I’m just feeling very ‘fuck salads’ all of a sudden. I’m also having crisis (lol when am I not?!) about climate disaster and I keep having recurring premonitions of sitting in a bunker with my grandkids glaring at me accusingly while I brandish a lump of steak on my fork. Wildfires, tsunamis and hurricanes rage outside meaning that none of their generation has ever been able to leave and have been raised in underground incarceration due to my insistence on eating meat and buying outrageously cheap clothes. (More on this in a future letter on why I have finally – for good this time, I swear – thrown in the towel on buying new clothes).