A Non Guilty Peridise…


Healthy is the new trend that no one is questioning. But who said we have to follow this lifestyle every day?

As we have already exposed, monotony is bland, therefore to kill the routine, all the body is asking for is a guilty pleasure. Sometimes, despite the excitement of eating well cooked chicken, as women we hold in the back of our minds, that we should be feasting our taste buds on the Caesar Salad.

Do we really need to feel guilty for cheating on society’s rules? Is it so wrong for a hot and spicy Nandos once in a while? Last time we checked it wasn’t a crime and it certainly didn’t taste bad either. Seasoning our daily bread with Lemon & Herb isn’t always as satisfying. Are stable and long lasting relationships still the trend of the 21st Century that independent women want to break?

Why can’t women indulge in such acts, that have been categorised as ‘doing the wrong thing’? Commitment is the ‘correct’ thing to order, but we embrace the salsa that spontaneity brings to our lives. The point of the matter is, if most women enjoy the satisfaction of a one night stand, why do they have to cover up their chicken and chips?

Should women be constipated with their climax’s or be able to release themselves into peridise?




P.s. don’t forget to try our personal favourite the new “Churrasco Thigh Burger”, with extra chips to get you to Peri-dise!



The Naked Truth

“The probability of separate worlds meeting is very small. The lure of it is immense. We send starships. We fall in love.” - Jeanette Winterson

Sex, food and love.

Which is our main course? How do we distinguish our starter from our dessert? Under what circumstances do we prioritise the pleasure to eat? When and how do we establish our tasty habits and incorporate them in our monotony routine?

Today, it is obvious that Cupid has taken a long term vacation and so the romanticism of candle lit dinners and midnight bubble baths have died, together with the promises of eternal love.

In addition are women trying to get the same power as men both in bed and on the table? However when we leave the restaurant or put back on our clothes, we are still thinking: I should, I could or I would.

Even though we want the power, are all women still believing in the hunger for love? Should we leave our feelings on the floor together with our tights, or should we be deciding over champagne that this is going to be a toast for the one and forever?

Do we like the taste of love or do we still just want the spice of sex?