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Design Wastage Fish and chips. Lovely dish. And this one was cooked to perfection. The cod was nicely battered, soft and juicy in texture, pale creamy-white flesh against the golden-brown breadcrumbs. The sticks of fried potato were lightly toasted, a pleasant, firm and crumbly yellow inside. With tartate and ketchup, as ever, I tucked in voraciously. But, horror of horrors, I soon became full! Full, I say! And, (this is the worst bit) I had to LEAVE some of it! I was forced to throw part of my succulent meal away! Into the dustbin it went! Without so much as a commemorative wreath or firework display to mark its passing. I mourn. Such wastage....
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