Unacceptable Food Waste
Tesco are reporting that large quantities of good food is thrown away. The story is covered here on the BBC.
The problem isn’t that we waste food, but that supermarkets gear us up to buy large quantities of everything in a weekly shop.
I live in the city and although, I do have a mid-sized Sainsburys in walking distance, I prefer to take a bus to the Angel, when I need food.
I generally food shop two or three days at a time, planning what I need.
I use a lot of multi-use food, like Rachel’s yoghurt, that goes on my muesli and also acts as the sauce for my pasta.
I also buy what I need, like a single onion, three bananas or a ready prepared pack of potatoes. Only last week, I found a sandwich-sized pack of salami in Waitrose.
We need more small packs, so we can buy what we need.
As for salads, which is one of the biggest sources of food waste, I rarely eat them at home, but regularly I will have a salad for my lunch in a convenient Carluccio’s. As an example, their mozzarella fusa, which is a meal in itself, is £6.75. It probably isn’t much more expensive than buying the ingredients in a supermarket and making one myself, if you count the amount of food that will be wasted.
in some ways my biggest food shopping problem, is that I have a small badly-designed kitchen, with a fridge sized for a bed-sit, It doesn’t have a freezer, which is downstairs in my garage. This state of affairs, is because Jerry felt an enormous cooker was what was needed and much more important. I had hoped by now, that the kitchen would have been properly rebuilt.
And of course, I still throw away two much food.
Sandwich-Sized Salami From Waitrose
I bought this salami on Friday.
Sandwich-Sized Salami From Waitrose
There was just enough for one gluten-free sandwich.
The Tossers Are Coming
Really!
The Tossers Are Coming
Is there anything else to say! You can read about it here.
A Card For A Coeliac?
I saw this poster at Scribbler in Liverpool Street station.
A Card For A Coeliac?
The caption says “gluten free, dairy free, fat free, I love this champagne diet.”
She certainly looks good on what she’s on!
I bought one for a friend!
A Day In Paris
As I wasn’t sure how long it would take to get home, before I left, I booked a ticket on the 21:10 Eurostar from Paris to London.
This effectively gave me nine hours in Paris, so I decided to go to the Louvre and then do some exploration.
Unfortunately, my camera ran out of juice, so there isn’t many pictures.
But I enjoyed myself otherwise!
I did even find a gluten-free creperie in Montmartre, but unfortunately it shuts on Mondays.
This wouldn’t have been a disaster, as I knew I’d get a good supper on Eurostar.
But unfortunately, I’d somehow mixed up getting my gluten-free meal.
The staff however, rustled me up some very acceptable chicken with chick-peas.
I was in my bed in Hackney by just after eleven, after eight trains in seven days.
Being close to St. Pancras means that trains are a very good option, as I can always get a bus home if the train is a very late one.
The
Supper At Savini
Savini is one of the most prominent and well-known restaurants in Milan. It is in the Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II and sitting outside the restaurant, as I did, is one of the best places, I’ve ever found to people watch. Or as C used to say, watch the bimboni!
I had a good meal and thoroughly overfilled myself. I would of course, have had a better meal, if I’d had a suitable bimboni with me. But preferably one with intelligence, style and some worldly experience. If a lady can’t remember the 1960s, she’s too young for me!
When C and I met there, I missed a story, that I could have sold to the tabloids. At the time, there was speculation, that a certain England footballer might be pursuing his career in Milan. He’d gone missing, but turned up at the next table, with his very pregnant girlfriend. I do remember though, that he chose and ordered her meal for her. But at least they didn’t do anything that might have besmirched their good name, that of their club or their country. In fact his politeness to his girlfriend was a complete surprise, as on the pitch he generally didn’t behave as well.
I think that a few years later, they are still together, so it looks like the tabloids got his antics and personality wrong.
A Snack, Italian Style
When I arrived in Milan, I was hungry and so I went into a cafe under one of those big plastic covers, you see all over Italy, to see what I can get.
A Snack, Italian Style
The picture doesn’t show the large glass of excellent Pinot Grigio.
Disappointing Turin
One of the purposes of my trip was to visit places in Italy, that I’d never been to with C. Hence my visit to Turin, where I hoped to see some of the places made famous by The Italian Job.
It didn’t help as it was raining, but I was staying in the centre close to the main square and the cathedral.
So I just had a walk around, rode on a few trams and had a rather poor meal.
The latter was probably the most disappointing, as on this trip, I’ve eaten very well. But not in Turin. I had the worst vitello tonnato, I’ve ever had.
Would I Go Back To Genoa?
Genoa was a total surprise and the icing on the cake, was the old city, with its Aladdin’s Cave for coeliacs.
I will definitely go back. It would be a very good starting point for a trip round Italy.
One of the great advantages is the lack of tourists. But sadly, they will discover it!
An Aladdin’s Cave For Coeliacs
I couldn’t believe it, when I saw this shop in the Piazza de Ferrari in Genoa.
Not for Genoa a small Free From section, but a whole shop.
As I’d forgotten my EatNakd biscuits, I stocked up for the journey.
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