I've eaten a million poppadoms, but I don't think I've liked a single one. I don't even kid myself that eating one is something I want to do before I start stuffing it in my face and start ruining my appetite.

What do you do compulsively and joylessly?

[If the thread starts to get a bit gloomy balance it out by telling us what you do compulsively and purposelessly but nonetheless with great pleasure]