I don't keep food at home. There are a number of reasons for that. Principally: buying uncooked food comes with responsibility. You have to cook it. I am OK with pot noodles. But the subtlety of anything more complex eludes me. In pragmatic terms I also have to deal with the small matter of having the right equipment to prepare the raw ingredients for consumption. Have you seen the prices of Le Creuset pans or a decent set of knives from Henckels? Then there is the simple fact that my cooking talent could fit on the head of a pin with room left for a million angels. So, once I have spent my small fortune (and believe me my fortune is small) on grocery items and the obligatory impulse purchases - have you seen the price of fresh vege and meat?! (...It is criminal. Our prisons are crammed full with lesser offenders.) …I don't seem to be able to get out of a market without dropping forty bucks. Minimum. I could be cooking peanut butter and
It's like you got yesterday, today and tomorrow, all in the same room. There's no telling what can happen.