My flatmate
is terrible for wasting food. He's an ex-Marine, so is still in the mindset that he has to do an insane amount of exercise every day. To maintain his strength, he eats a correspondingly huge amount of food (example: large bowl of pasta, jar of pesto, two huge lamb chops for supper last night). Then, to stop him getting fat, he does more exercise. It's a weird food/running vicious circle.

Anyway, he buggers off to East Street Market every weekend (SE London, Walworth Rd), and comes back with masses of food because it's cheap, and seems like a good bargain. Except even he can't eat his way through half a bin liner full of mushrooms, so they go off, get chucked out, and he's wasted his money.

He's also a sucker for "3 for 2" deals at the supermarket, so our kitchen is crammed with tins of beans, boxes of cereal and loads of biscuits. He doesn't even eat biscuits. Argh.
(The Empress it seems you CAN polish a turd!, Tue 8 Jul 2008, 12:29, Reply)