Spudless

We're out of potatoes. Disaster! The Fox's instant reaction is that we must go hot-pace down to the shops to get some more.

Personally I hate tackling food shops at the weekend - too many people. Curiously this isn't quite so bad in France or Italy. In those countries the wheelchair lane is prioritised for disabled people. Although others can use that till, if a disabled person arrives they have to let the disabled person through, clearing the conveyor belt especially. I wish it happened in this country.

However, that gripe aside, we're leaving it until next week. I assure the Fox we'll manage until then. We've got rice & pasta in so what's the problem. We've even got some tinned new potatoes & frozen chips in. Time we used some of these things up.

He's still not sure. I come up with some suggested meals. They may not be the meals planned, but they should be tasty & would even use up some of the foods that are just hanging around. Necessity is the mother invention & all that. We can get the potatoes next time we're at the shops.

So it is today we're going to use up some asparagus we've got left over from a risotto we had earlier this week. (It was one of those offers - buy two bundles for the price of one.) I'm thinking of a stir fry with some ham & other veg. In the freezer we've got a half tin of hoisin & plum sauce, so we can add that for a bit of extra flavour. A few egg noddles & all should be good.

Tomorrow I've suggested the Fox can make one of his fabulous spicy spag bols. Or we could have a chili con carne if he prefers. Monday will be a cheese pasta medley. By Tuesday I suspect we'll be needing some milk & so will be going to the shops anyhow. Then we can buy some spuds & get back to the planned meals.

Simple. Problem solved.