I have a secret to admit – I don’t like tomatoes. Even at almost 30 years old I’ll purposely pick around them in the salad bowl, remove them from burgers, and order nachos at restaurants sans tomatoes. I have never been a fan of tomatoes in their raw form, despite…
Growing up, one of mine and my sister’s favourite meals was my Mum’s “alfredo” pasta, ideally topped with some frozen chicken tenders chopped into small chunks as a topper. By no means gourmet, but absolutely delicious and an almost certain guarantee that we would both clean our plates. About 90%…
