Friday, 31 August 2012


Remember the Simpson's with the Ribwich? Where Krusty Burger releases the new rib sandwich and Homer gets addicted and joins all the groupies on a Ribwich tour across the country? "Oh this is amazing! I could follow the Ribwich from town to town!"

Meet my Ribwich.

For the last year and a half I've been having this for lunch every Tuesday and Friday, the days the farmer's market comes to town. Ok well sometimes on a Wednesday too when the market is across town. It's only a 40 minute drive away. And back again. And they give you a nice little plastic fork so you can eat it from your lap at the traffic lights.

They, that is the evil geniuses at SayFish, make it using their own seaweed seasoning. I mean look at it! Us fatties just don't stand a chance.


  1. I can back this up...this Big Fat Pig is ever so slightly obsessed with this meal. Her mood is decidedly more upbeat on both Tuesdays and Fridays...if only the Farmers Market was a 5 day fixture!

  2. Lest there be any misapprehension by new readers to this blog as to why there is reference to 'Farmers' Markets' let me provide some clarity. The market alluded to is no more a 'Farmers' Market' than I am a model employee of a local software company. It is instead an assortment of purveyors of fast food, congregated on disused land in an industrial estate in Sandyford. A halting site of sorts, albeit with tastier grub....


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