Amuse bouche...

On­line Ad­ven­tures

Sunday Independent (Ireland) - Life - - LEADER OF THE PACK -

home for six months now, and there was no go­ing back to shop-bought.

Nor was there any go­ing back to shop-bought yo­gurt, since Laura bought a lit­tle yo­gurt-mak­ing ma­chine on­line. She’d had three glasses of wine the night of that pur­chase, but it had been a well­judged de­ci­sion.

In fact, when it came to drunken on­line ac­tiv­ity, Laura was far more sen­si­ble about her foodie choices than her choices of clothes or dates. She’d had some disas­ter in both of those de­part­ments, but the yo­gurt maker, with its lit­tle glass pots, one for each day of the week, hadn’t caused her a sec­ond’s re­gret.

Nor had the slow cooker. Or the nut-milk bags. Or the cold-press juicer. Not even the spi­ral­izer, which she’d use more of­ten if the wash­ing of it was eas­ier.

Laura’s friend Suzanne texted to ask what she was up to this Fri­day night. Suzanne was out with the gang from work. If Laura knew Suzanne, then she was hav­ing chicken wings and Pros­ecco and get­ting off with her boss.

If Suzanne knew what Laura was about to pur­chase, she’d laugh her­self sick. Suzanne said that Laura was about two steps away from “knit­ting her own spin­ster shoes”. Laura couldn’t men­tion the de­hy­dra­tor or the soggy nuts.

“Glass of wine. Telly. Trawl­ing on­line,” Laura texted back to Suzanne.

“Ah, swip­ing right or left?” Suzanne replied.

“You guessed it,” Laura replied, be­fore snap­ping up her de­hy­dra­tor in a de­ci­sive and pain­less sin­gle click.

SARAH CADEN

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