It is hard having no money. It’s also hard to complain when the reason you have no money is because you have splurged your last £3.50 on cherry tomatoes at Broadway Market.

So this week I am on an economy drive: I am trying to last the week without doing a food shop. The cupboards are bare.

Sminorf Ice Stir Fry, perhaps?
Sminorf Ice Stir Fry, perhaps?

The curry last night: tinned tomatoes, frozen spinach, chick peas, stock, an onion and a teaspoon each of basically everything in my spice rack except dill (saving that for today) and cinnamon. Served with way too much rice, as ever.

The good thing about cooking with no money and limited ingredients is whatever happens is a nice surprise.  Necessity is the mother of all invention. I didn’t follow any recipes this week and I didn’t feel stressed about not having the right ingredients, so everything has worked out better than expected.

Tomorrow all I have to play with is McCain’s hash browns, kidney beans, cherry tomatoes and some flour. Thank God I’ve got the crumble out of the freezer!

And on Friday: A rich dish of tomato sauce and honey, roasted with the finest shop brought pesto. Served with a jus of vegemite. At your table a waiter will pour over a froth of Tabasco to enhance the subtle flavour of each competent of this rewarding meal.

And on Friday: A rich dish of tomato sauce and honey, roasted with the finest shop brought pesto. Served with a jus of vegemite. At your table a waiter will pour over a froth of Tabasco to enhance the subtle flavour of each competent of this rewarding meal.

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