I was never really that into coleslaw before I met The Noodle. Even before she realised she may be slightly intolerant to gluten, she was one of those godawful weirdos who has coleslaw INSTEAD of a burger bun. Yeah, you read that right. Instead…

Not with…

Not next to….

Not in the bun…

Instead.

Why I didn’t just pack up my stuff and call it a day is beyond me… oh yeah, I was in the middle of Africa. She timed that little revelation perfectly. Damn her.

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