The trouble with going to Wellington for two weeks each month - and not just having to listen to Robert complain about the fancy-schmancy surroundings and high prices of Richard's favourite Petone pub - is that it throws my food provisioning out of whack.
No sooner do I get back home I'm planning to go back down to Wellington. As I live a wee bit away from the shops (half an hour) I tend to do supermarket shopping once a week. This means now, as I'm away for 2 weeks, I have to make sure that the fridge is empty of fresh and non-frozen items. A couple of days before I leave there is often nothing enticing to eat so last night I bought a Hawaiian burger at the local takeaway place. Boy was this a disappointment. The fish and the chips there are great but this burger was the pits. Instead of a nice home-made burger patty like I'm used to (The Old Girl makes a fantastic lamb burger) this one had a thin, flat, processed patty that had no flavour and was like chewing putty. Crap! I won't be buying another of these.
I've cobbled together breakfast and lunch ( weetbix and a toasted potato hash brown) which was boring as I haven't baked a fresh loaf of bread and have no eggs. I think I'll play some golf this afternoon so will dive into the 4 Square on the way back to buy something interesting for dinner.
