Here's a friendly piece of advice: a conscientious host should "exercise some ingenuity over the eats. It may not merely be a jaded appetite, but a connoisseur in food who comes to her informal party."
That food should be subject to the most ruthless commoditisation under late capitalism is only to be expected, but that we should for one second allow ourselves to enjoy it is a miserable and gut-wrenching experience.
Eating the last of the Sunday roast with fried rice on Thursday or freezing cheap berries as a winter treat feels, in a small way, like beating the system.
Will Self's "Real Meal" column.
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Felicity Cloake tries to devour 2.5kg of ice cream . . . and discovers that a hearty appetite isn't enough to succeed.
A tomato by any other name would taste exactly the same.