Gaz Cooks Crap

If you've eaten out somewhere in the last decade or so, by which I mean eating out in the restaurant sense rather than eating out of a bin or scraps off of a birdtable (don't make that face - we've all been there), you'll have probably noticed the influence of what I like to call "USA-style excess supersizing bullshit". This is where something perfectly normal - usually a dessert, or a hamburger/sandwich - is ruined by overdoing it to such a degree that the thing it actually was is no longer even the main thing in it. What do I mean? Well, they say a picture is worth a thousand words, and - as I'm a lazy sod - if that saves me 10 minutes of typing I'm all for it. So here's what I'm on about in picture form: In a Mason jar, of course. Because 'cool' people are apparently incapable of drinking from normal vessels like cups, mugs and gravy boats (don't judge me). I mean, look at it. LOOK AT IT. There's all sorts of crap oo