With the news that I’m moving out in a few months, it’s time to buzz through the crap in the cupboards that I’ve left lying
around the last few years and probe the forgotten depths of the freezer. Gone is the weird bag of dried mixed beans from the
first time we went to the Otley Waitrose (pre-university, seriously). Used up
are miscellaneous chutneys. Last weekend, the hour finally came to say farewell to one of my
Mum’s impulse buys; a four pack of Lidl quails (I mean come on, just don’t buy
food without me there, ok?). With the quails defrosting in the sink (and without
my knowledge, a pheasant), out came a packet of yufka -essentially classy filo pasty- that I'd bought in December and frozen wonkily. Half a bag of chickpeas were soaked overnight and, having gone crazy in Leicester’s AMAZING fruit and
vegetable market a few days before, there were also a lot of on-the-turn items queued up for a feast, namely tomatoes, cucumber, beetroot and weeny
carrots. The avocados had succumbed to an early death and I was still
recovering.
