That being said, Tinder has become overrated because of the ads and the inability to swipe backward, and there are almost I give it a 4 out of 5 on a REALLY good day, but most days it’s like a 1.
I’ve meet some really great guys on Tinder, and then there’s some that are terribly frightening.
Having been diagnosed with slightly low blood pressure (for which doctors used to recommend salt pills) and being one of those irritating people who are neither overweight nor dehydrated, since I drink at least two litres of water a day, I've never really done anything about my salt addiction.
But given that we are only supposed to eat a quarter of a teaspoon of the stuff a day (especially those of us over the age of 40, when the kidneys start to lose their ability to rid the body of excess sodium) and given that one piddling carton of cottage cheese already contains all the salt you need for an entire day, maybe I should."You definitely have a salt/water balance that needs to be addressed," says homoeopath Helen Austerberry, "but you are not alone.
How can you tell which app is better suited to all your needs—and worth the time and energy that first dates require?
Unfortunately, finding the dating app isn’t so easy (as if finding a perfect match weren’t hard enough).
Whenever I go into my other half's office to work, I always take a carton of Maldon with me, just in case, and when I go to people's houses for dinner, I not only do that rude thing of salting my food without tasting it first but sometimes find myself, through the course of the evening, eating salt straight out of the shaker.
Read their quest to find—if not love—the perfect dating app, and pick one out for yourself.
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The man who is now my husband told me he struggled with a pornography addiction even before we started dating.
Another I know confesses to eating Anchor butter by itself for a naughty but delicious treat. Well, I'm an out-and-out salt addict, and always have been.
Then there's Nigella's thing for fried Mars and Bounty bars sautéed with pineapple … As a child, I'd lick it off my hands after going in the sea.