Bad Food Wednesday
Back in 1998 (Yikes, ten years!) when I first moved to London and was working for a hip, young noo media agency in Shoreditch, we couldn’t have dress-down Friday as we all wore whatever we found on the floor that morning anyway. We found a different way to make Friday special, which basically involved eating really fattening and unhealthy food for lunch. We christened it Bad Food Friday.
BFF continued for me in various forms throughout the rest of my design career, at various different places of work, but the golden age was during my time at Tonic when we used to visit the local greasy spoon café, Parma. During my last stint of employment in Bermondsey Street I came close to recreating these halcyon days by attending Al’s Café. Cooked breakfast to die for, as well as curry, rice and chips.
Since going self-employed, group activities is one of the things I have missed the most. It is a solitary existence, and moving 50-odd miles from London hasn’t really helped! But I am clinging to my day of bad food by persuading the missus to join me at a greasy spoon in town for bad food on a Wednesday (Jess works at a different campus on Fridays). Not quite up to the standard or atmosphere of Parma or Al’s, but near enough.
1 comment February 29th, 2008
