Crumble d’avocat

  Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. I am a Gen-Z-Millennial cusp, and I do not like avocados. Or rather, I do not share my generation’s fanatical fetish for the green fleshy fruit. Done well, they’re fine. I could take them or leave them. Done badly, they taste like texture.   My mother and […]

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The Last Supper

Cast your mind back to the Easter vac—a bygone era before coursework or prelims revision, filled with holiday related snacks and access to a fridge stocked by my mum. Although there’s a lot to be said for my college, with its tacky-floored bar and prospectus-glossed amenities, moving back into college always leaves a kitchen sized […]

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