
I'm not a particularly staunch vegetarian – I view it as my personal choice, and my partner's menu choices will always be his own, but I do know of some vegetarians and vegans who object to kissing someone who has been eating pork chops, others who object to their dining companion eating a steak, a few who insist on separate cooking facilities, and a minority who pointblank refuse to allow meat in the house at all. Vegetarianism can be a particularly dominating force in a relationship. I'm a vegetarian and I don't like pasta, so I imagine previous partners have revelled in weeks of eating nought but sausage rigatoni in the wake of our split, just as I have rejoiced in eating an avocado with a teaspoon and calling it dinner. As much as cooking and eating with someone you love can be a glorious and sensual thing, it is also somehow liberating to revert to your own uncompromised tastes.

The uncoupling of a relationship's culinary repertoire is one of the curious details of a breakup. But Tuesday's platters of mini chorizo sausages and grilled prawns proved memorable if only because this week it was revealed that since the band's lead singer, Chris Martin, split with the actor Gwyneth Paltrow earlier this year, he has abandoned a vegetarian diet and returned to eating meat – though he operates a firm policy on what that meat might be: "I'd only eat something that I think I could kill," he told Radio Two's Steve Wright. This particular party was no different – there was a rumour of flamingos in the gardens, sightings of Mel C from the Spice Girls, and, most interestingly for me, a strikingly carnivorous array of canapes.Īs a general rule in life one probably shouldn't think too deeply about the canape choices of a rock band (not least since it's unlikely that they organised the party themselves). These kinds of events are always strange, faintly hysterical and ripe for over-analysis.


O n Tuesday evening I found myself at Kensington Roof Gardens, attending an afterparty for Coldplay, who had that evening played the Royal Albert Hall.
