Tonight I made (well, got out of the freezer and put on a tray some ready made) fish in rosemary and lemon sauce. Bear disapproved of the sauce.
I had planned to do ribbons of carrots with the fancy new thingy that is supposed turn a carrot into decorative shreds. By the time DH and I had sworn, fiddled and grumbled, all we had was a squashed and unappetising mush of carrot that had epically failed to be decoratively shredded. This sort of thing happens to me all the time. I could always microwave a tin of mushy peas. At this point they were more solid than the mashed raw carrot.
The totally unexpected fail was when I went to put on the pasta that was supposed to go with it - and I had run out! I never run out of pasta, just never! I always have a stockpile that looks like I'm preparing for a siege. How can I run out of pasta?!? I never run out of anything! DH went to the chippy for chips.
Feels quite good, actually, to know that I am not irrationally stocking up.
Now all I need to do is try and hide from ebay, who is currently not very friendly. Please let me be outbid.