The Greedy Girl


One girl's greedy adventures

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Born in Scotland in the mid 70’s, I was brought up on a diet of fish fingers and crispy pancakes (but never the deep fried Mars Bar. Okay maybe once, but I didn’t swallow).

I always knew I was destined for greater things and my life turned on its little head with the first taste of an olive in my early teens. An experience that was to shape my existence (and dress size) I swore to broaden my culinary horizons and ‘eat the world’.

As that skinny teenager grew into a chubby adult, my love of food saw me through the good, the bad and the downright ridiculous.

Today, happily married to a man with an equal passion for grub, here I let my greedy girl out and pay homage to the great love of my life.

Sorry hubbie.

P.S If you’re looking for the other kind of ‘greedy girl’ I fear you’ve come to the wrong place. But before you go, check out the recipes. You’ll need the energy.

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