Of course I had an absolute enormous selection of flavourings/spices/things in jars but nothing that I could really call food that I hadn't had before. It wasn't looking - promising.
I did have a few eggs and some matzo crackers. I could have made mazto brei but that's not really a dinner and I was really hungry.
I kept on looking.
Cans of fish: Sardines, tuna, anchovies, smoked oysters... but I wasn't in a fishy mood and there wasn't really anything to go with them, not even any bread.
I had some frozen mince but it would take too long to make anything decent with that.
And then there was my saviour, shining like a star in the night - hidden at the back of the fridge was some pre-made mushroom tortellini.
I've no idea where it came from (probably one of my housemates) but it would be my St. George to the rescue.
I also had quite a selection of canned vegetables - artichoke hearts, asparagus, that sort of thing.
So today's dinner was a bit of an emergency concoction. The mixed italian vegetables (which I am calling a medley because I am a pretentious twerp) was some artichoke, asparagus and giant porcini mushrooms cooked in a little rosemary and thyme flavoured oil with salted capers, olives and Parmesan cheese. It went really well with the pasta.
I dressed the toretllini in a little balsamic vinegar and olive oil and that was that.
The whole shebang took about 7 minutes and by 10.00 I was sitting watching Yes Prime Minister on DVD and drinking an excellent bottle of red Burgandy I'd bought in Asda for 6 quid.
Exeter tomorrow - I'll wear a hat.
Caramael Cake Bar: Another one of the cake bars that have sprung up like a dirty rash. They are the Coke and Pepsi of the cake world, squashing the traditional ginger beer and lemonade and squeezing out anything remotely locally produced or liable to benefit and community anywhere outside of Wall Street and the City of London.