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The restaurant in the office is spoiling me, in fact, it has encouraged me not to cook my own meals. I always have such a fabulous and filling lunch, in the evening I just make do with a muffin or yogurt or salad. Oh everyday I look forward to come to work, because of the food. It's not that I don't enjoy what I do at work, but yes lunch is first on the list.

I had a nearly 5 pounds meal in Chinatown on Sunday again, but it couldn't even match up to the standard of a 2 pounds Marks & Spencer sandwich. I hate Chinatown food, crap! I wanted to get some mooncakes to go through a "alone-in-London" mid-autumn, but look at the prices and you can't even bear to eat them.

French; North African; South African; UK-borned-Honkie. 4 new friends I met outside work. Not that great, not that many, but I can see it growing. Colleagues are still better :)

Back to the title. Yes, no duck rice. Fine, I have something even much better today at half that price. Honey & Orange Glazed Duck Leg with Boulangere Potato & Broccoli.