Monday 26 August 2013

a bank holiday weekend feast

What a weekend, ay?  The sun was shining; there was science, lolz, wedding prep (not mine, my sister's - gonna be totes emoshe), pubs, parks and food.

After a glorious day of looking at wedding venues and listening to love-filled playlists in the sun, I returned home to find no "normal" food to make for dinner.  There weren't even any frozen peas (or if there were, the freezer had once again won the battle in temperature control and claimed them for its own by wedging them firmly to its wall with a thick layer of frost) nor even a mushroom to be had.  I was also out of gravy. And vinegar.

But all was not lost...

As I left yesterday's sun-kissed picnic on primrose hill I, being the only one with a bag, decided to avail myself of the left over food.


The picnic mainly consisted of crisps and scotch eggs but there were a few interesting flourishes, such as a fruity Moroccan couscous, a jar of very reasonably priced cornichons and three tubs of tzatziki... what kind of people bring three tubs of tzatziki? It's perverse.


Obviously I made use of the crisps, any self-respecting woman with a grab bag of walkers sensations would do the same.


Bank Holiday Cous Cous Salad

1. Eat a chocolate and caramel magnum.
2. Open cous cous
3. Put it in a bowl.
4. Open cornichons.
5. Put them in a bowl, sticking up like little curly phalli.
6. Put a blob of tzatziki on side of bowl.
7. Stand the fallen cornichons up again.
8. Put a blob of houmous on the side.
9. Remember you've got half a grab bag of walkers sensations in your bag.
10. Have one.
11. Put crisps on side of the plate, thus making crisps "dinner"
and not an unhealthy snack,
12. eat.



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