The Weather Man has a penchant for a late night toast. Come 10pm – he sneakily descends into the kitchen, grabs the cutting board and inspects the bread bag in the cupboard – is there anything of interest? Can it be toasted? We’re in business.
I don’t believe a late night toast is a good thing – there is the carb weight-gain scare, there is a memory of my Grandma’s ‘you get fat if you eat late at night’ prophecy and that’s a recipe for an absolute disaster should I wish to follow suit. But I’ll be honest – if dinner was a long while ago, and the 10pm smell of toast starts wafting upstairs, I don’t have the stamina to fight. I’ll just go down looking sheepish to grab a bit of his toast, piled with butter.
Shipton Mill recipe and The Weather Man win every time.