Genetics

In case you wonder where Tom gets his apprecation for food from, this attack by his mum on underwhelming restaurant salads should make it crystal clear:

I have now given up ordering side salads as they tend to be just a small straggle of limp, bitter undressed leaves from one of those endless supermarket packets. For goodness sake, have chefs forgotten how to make a salad and a dressing these days? I’d rather have a plain green salad – almost slugs, worms [well perhaps not these!] caterpillars, blackfly, ants and grit included – than the sorry rubbish that’s often served. And if they can’t be bothered to make a dressing, then can we please have a bottle of oil and vinegar on the table!

Watch out next time she visits Tom in West Hampstead! 

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