This is not my fridge. I don't know what Mott's is, nor Krema nor Silk Light. And, my containers aren't see-through as depicted in the picture, nor do they have red lids. My containers are more like ice cream containers washed and reused (so I can never see what's in them, but it makes for a great guess-whats-in-it game.)
This fridge is just there to prove my point. This is a bare fridge. I stared in my own (similarly bare) fridge tonight.
Due to some arsehole not paying me, I have no money and no food in my fridge. Have no worry, spare no pity. When is comes to cooking - the less in the fridge, the better the chef I become.
I have a knack for creating a delicious - although wierd - meal from basically nothing. Using 'logical' ingredients in place of others I can still cook up a storm.
Good tips I've learnt
1. Use sugar when you don't have chutney
2. Use milk when you don't have cream (with a touch of flour to thicken)
3. Use spit instead of salt... only kidding
4. Use burger patties when you have no mince (I did that tonight. Not an optimal choice but it does work. Who said a 'burgery' taste isn't nice in a pasta?
Yes, it's always the case when you have a lack of ingredients and food supply, that you become really creative in cooking.
The one time I used fish and tomato puree when trying to make lasangue. IT DID NOT TASTE NICE (and my husband will agree) but it's only once in a while that you would make a disaster of a meal and rather eat pickles (that have been fermenting in your fridge for a year.)
Case in point, the less in the fridge, the better the chef and tonight I proved that yet again.
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Sorry, had to pardon myself for 10 minutes
Throwing different ingredients into a bowl and making it taste great is beneficial, however too many ingredients can play havok on the stomach.
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Monday, September 17, 2012
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
Laytop losers and coffee convicts
Walking into News Cafe, is like walking into a portable office.
I don't know what it is about coffee shops, but they've become the newest work office location.
There's something nice however about getting out your laptop at a coffee shop, with a cuppa' coffee by your side.
I'm sitting at News Cafe and all I can see is laptop losers all around me. Most of them are in suits and look smart, and here's Stacey in her ug boots looking like she just rolled outta bed.
I wonder what those people are doing on their laptops? I bet some of them are just posing.
Nevertheless it beats working from home infront of the TV. Working here gives you some sort of pride. So even if you are just posing, you feel like you are doing something worthwhile.
Gotta love those laptop losers and coffee convicts.
I don't know what it is about coffee shops, but they've become the newest work office location.
There's something nice however about getting out your laptop at a coffee shop, with a cuppa' coffee by your side.
I'm sitting at News Cafe and all I can see is laptop losers all around me. Most of them are in suits and look smart, and here's Stacey in her ug boots looking like she just rolled outta bed.
I wonder what those people are doing on their laptops? I bet some of them are just posing.
Nevertheless it beats working from home infront of the TV. Working here gives you some sort of pride. So even if you are just posing, you feel like you are doing something worthwhile.
Gotta love those laptop losers and coffee convicts.
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Big fat question mark
I'm in one of the stages of life where everything seems to be a question mark.
My hubi, wrote off his car. The arsehole assessor came round, manipulated the fuck out of us and now there is a big fat question mark as to whether or not insurance will pay out.
I resigned from my job - although the status of the company is questionable (I may as well have been retrenched) - and now I am still waiting for my salary. Will my salary be paid in? This is questionable.
Career path. Big fat question mark. Where am I going? What do I want to do with my life? Question mark, question mark, question mark.
I need answers to these damn questions marks.
I'm not in a good place. Emotions are questionable.
My hubi, wrote off his car. The arsehole assessor came round, manipulated the fuck out of us and now there is a big fat question mark as to whether or not insurance will pay out.
I resigned from my job - although the status of the company is questionable (I may as well have been retrenched) - and now I am still waiting for my salary. Will my salary be paid in? This is questionable.
Career path. Big fat question mark. Where am I going? What do I want to do with my life? Question mark, question mark, question mark.
I need answers to these damn questions marks.
I'm not in a good place. Emotions are questionable.
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