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Date: 06 August 2006 19:16:19
My shopping list for today consisted of the following:
red & green chillies
garlic
ginger
limes
new potatoes
onions, red & white
fresh tomatoes
casserole lamb or beef (I wasn't fussed which)
500ml tub natural yoghurt
tinned tomatoes
tomato puree
bay leaves
creamed coconut (I live in east London, creamed coconut is a kitchen staple)
Eggs
green lentils
lime pickle
white wine
So, off I trotted, shopping list and money in hand, carefully-planned menu on fridge. Got to my nearest supermarket.
No chillies. OK, I can get them from the little shop round the corner. They'll be a bit more expensive, but never mind.
No onions. No onions. What, again?
No casserole lamb. Fine, casserole beef will do nicely. No stewing beef? This is getting silly.
No tinned tomatoes or tomato puree? This is getting ridiculous.
"Mr Supermarket Employee? Have this laughably inadequate basket of groceries to put back on the shelf. I am going to Sainsburys. Given how persistently appalling your stock control is, I will probably never darken your doorway again."
And off I marched, nose in air, giving the manager and a security guard a "just try and stop me, and see how far you get," glare on the way.
I hate Morrisons. They're rubbish.
And I've managed to dye my fingernails bright yellow with turmeric. This does not fill me with joy and delight.