Whilst wandering aimlessly around Tescos trying to decide what to have for tea I finally, after filling my basket with magazines and flour and basically everything I didn’t go into Tescos for in the first place, decided on fish pie.
Off I pop to the fish section only to be reminded of the last time I made fish pie subseuquently thinking it’s not worth all that effort and heading off towards the next aisle. The ‘ready meals’ aisle. I hate this aisle, it makes me miserable and funny enough I only ever go to it when I am miserable and can’t be bothered cooking. Of course it jolted me into action and off I returned to the fish section.
So ….
three saucepans
- one colander
- two whisks
- one spatula
- one bowl
- one cheese grater
- one knife
- two spoons
- one masher
- one jug
- one weighing scales
and two hours later
Dinner for one
vino for one
followed by curling up on the sofa with a movie of my choice.
Because I’m worth it :o)
