Before Meniere’s Disease, for me batch cooking was something mums with huge families did. It was something your grandma did and something people talked about on cooking shows. It had no relevance to me – I was working in a restaurant and pretty much lived on air (along with caffeine, nicotine and the odd bit of pizza). I had only myself to look after at home so I didn’t need any food reserves. If I did get hungry when I wasn’t at work, I would pop to McDonalds which was 5 minutes walk away or occasionally stick a frozen ready…
