Working at hungryhouse can be a challenging business at times. Having to consistently write about food means that I’m quite simply always hungry. There’s not many days that don’t pass when I haven’t craved pizza, Thai or Chinese food at least once, but more than likely several times throughout the day, sometimes simultaneously.
Fighting the cravings comes with the job and, as occupational downsides go, I can think of a lot worse. But what about those individuals who live in a place that inspired a type of food? Think of those poor folk in Bakewell whose locale will forever be associated with the sweet sticky tart of the same name. Are they constantly fighting sweet cravings? Or the cheese addicts who live in the village of Cheddar in Somerset, who are subconsciously reminded of cheese just in mentioning their town.