
I’m apparently a little late to the toilet restaurant party, but I’m just happy I found my way.
I saw this article in the Daily Mail today, then started Googling and obsessing. Here’s what I discovered:
- Ice cream in a toilet bowl dish looks just as you’d expect it to…

- Soup looks somehow even less appetizing.

- Eating out of a toilet for two can be romantic, apparently.

My final question, then, is this:
- While I’ve certainly sat on a toilet seat before, I’ve never had a meal on one. Am I missing out? Is there an exciting life of appetizers on the loo that I’ve been deprived of? And if I try it out, will I ever be able to un-live it if it’s terrible?
