Sunday, August 13, 2006

Open All Hours

I've been avoiding doing a major food shop for the last couple of weeks, picking up milk or whatever from Tesco Express on my way home.

This has had a two-fold effect - firstly it has compelled me to go through the cupboards and become increasingly creative with my cooking (I wish I had had this magical conjuring ability with food when I was a student - I now spend about the sme as I did 10 years go, yet I seem to have at least twice as much food).

However, these supplies have finally been exhausted - I had to give up on my fish risotto after the third night of servings, and this has, tonight, lead me into concerns about the healthiness of what I have left to eat.

I picked up some potatoes at M&S while at work, and had a couple when I got in from work. I am now, however, pondering whether the peppers in the Polish pate I have in the fridge count as real vegetable (they certainly taste it), and so if I can then count them as the final of my five a day, which will stop my slight guilt about not having a balanced diet.

I vote yes. This means I can retire to bed and read Indecision (blissful, a review soon, hopefully) without feeling like starving or guilty.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Gosh, are you that strict with yourself, counting your portions? Is this anything to do with those Tibetans? The Russian and I basically only have a no-snacks, no-cake rule, but we break that as and when we feel like it. But we eat well, I think, which is so flipping easy. Well, easy because he does the cooking. But I do the washing up, sir!

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