The festive season offers many opportunities to get your food on you. I'll certainly be getting my food one me. Previous year's antics suggest that it's pretty much a certainty that I will end up covered in pistachio shells by 1pm on Christmas Day. By 4.30pm there will have been an incident involving gravy. There is no way I will make it to 7pm without spilling champagne on myself and possibly also having an incident with some gin.
But that is all to come. Today's myfoodonme incident involves dropping some iceberg lettuce down my boot. I don't have a picture of the boots I'm actually wearing but I do own the boots pictured here. They are, however, much too special and lovely to be worn while I'm eating and there's any danger that they could be soiled. I got a hailstone down my boots yesterday, but that's not food related so we won't say any more about it.
