There’s something about that moment when the clock hits 12. TV showing fried chicken complete with crispy crunchy satisfaction, steak seared and sizzling with butter on top, what is it with this 12 o’clock? Drives you nuts, the food, so close yet so far away. So you start of gently with a light snack, maybe nuts or an ideal slice of cheese.
ooh, need something sweet, now something salty, something spicy for a change, too hot, back to something sweet. And so, the morning of regrets is never far away.