Pret A Manger – Chicken Protein Box

Hello! Today I want to tell you about a lunch I’ve become rather fond of which takes the form of a Protein Box from Pret. This isn’t sponsored and hasn’t been requested by a PR company, it’s just me sharing the love for something I quite like.

I eat a lot, and a lot of that is food which (combined with no exercise) means my clothes are slowly feeling tighter… my poor self control means I can’t cut delicious food out totally but I am trying to reduce my carb intake for lunches.  So here we are with this box which seemed like a good option to me and, as a classic millennial, I’m a right sucker for an avo.  However despite these lures I am also a bit of a stinge, so was initially put off by the £4.99 price tag.

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Naked – Cold Pressed Juices

Another day, another supposed health food drink…

I recently received another mysterious package, this time a neon orange cool bag delivered straight to my desk… how exciting… or so I thought until I opened it to find some cold pressed juices. To be fair I am not the health freak fad dieter key demographic of these juices so I was bound to be underwhelmed. Still, I thought I’d give them a shot, pressed fruit and vegetable juice can’t do me any harm.

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Zingo – A Water Bottle with a Twist

New year, new you…right? It’s the third week of January and your resolutions may have gone out of the window already, but there’s an easy one to keep at. I’m sure we could all do with drinking more water – I definitely could. That’s what drew me to this product and thought I would give it a try to see if it ups my h2o intake. A flask which has a juicer in the bottom, joined by a twist-offable bottom section (see what I did there with the title? Hey?) to make drinking water a little more interesting.

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Teapigs – Matcha Drinks

Just before Christmas I arrived home to find one of those “sorry we missed you” cards from Royal Mail on my mat. Assuming this was a festive gift from a mysterious admirer (obviously). I got up early the following day to get to the post office before work on the last Friday before Christmas. After queuing up I had to convince the lady to give me the package as the name on my ID (unsurprisingly) does not read “Fork My Piehole”  (she was giving me a knowing smirk during this exchange but I decided not to ruin the illusion by telling her that it is the name of our blog, not whatever less savoury thing she had in mind). Continue reading