No, really, crisps are potatoes, too
But when I bite into them, I can't see any potato
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I had a little win last night - fish and chips for dinner. I say "little" because the young 'uns wouldn't touch the chips. "Real" chips, you see, are not made from potatoes! Potatoes are GROSS!
I was happy with the meal. Happy enough to take a snapshot. Say non-dairy cheese!
Today started off ok, pikelets for breakfast - yes, again, bloominheck there's nothing else* - and potato cakes for lunch (ha ha, no Boy did not eat them).
And for dinner, I planned a splendid meal of homemade spring rolls using rice paper. Inspired! It was an awesome idea which literally fell apart in the execution as my lovingly prepared rolls burst in the frying oil and created an enormous gelatinous mess.**
They were edible unfried, which is just as well. I nearly repeated my error of Day 2, when my failed attempts at creating something different left us hungry as I had no backup prepared. Always have a backup. Even if it's just a packet of plain salted crisps.
Tomorrow we venture out for half the day. Will I be able to feed us while we're out? Will I be able to prevent my desperate seagull children from claiming verboten food? Stay tuned....
*There was some cereal. I thought it was ok, but I didn't actually read the label properly. Then we magically ran out over night.
** Note: Not nearly as messy as my falafal fail.
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