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When I get a cold, I get a hankering for wasabi peas. When I get a hankering for wasabi peas, it's time to pop round to Arigato on Brewer Street. And when I go to Arigato, I always end up buying so much stuff, not all of which I know how to actually cook. Oops. I blame the packaging.

Today's case in point: the MokoMoko cake-in-a-mug:

The instructions are entirely in Japanese, but I reckon they come down to mixing the powder with an egg, putting that in a mug then bunging that in the microwave. And then, apparently, the cake will start to sing (inept translation: "it's a chiffron cake, egg and something, something something, mokomoko, mokomoko, also available in chocolate"*)

Watch this space for more egg-mug-cake action. Possibly with high-def video, who knows.

* Yes, I know. I paid for a year's tuition, and I'm still clearly unable to translate cake adverts.

Another gem from a Gorkana journalist alert email:

"(journalist) is available to write about film (interviews, reviews etc) as well as health and beauty features, hotel and spa reviews, and travel articles."

Sounds nice. Similarly, I'm available to write about computers, but also cups of tea, biscuits, sponge cake, sunny days, dozing on the sofa with the cats and first-class air travel. I wonder how one becomes an expert in spa reviews?