I Am Fiiiiive Spiiiiiice

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellow,

So TODAY I had a brainy thought. 

Because you know how you sometimes see a recipe on YouTube when you've become OBSESSED and then they mention the KEY ingredient you DON'T have and then you go to the store especially to buy it but don't find it but end up spending $200 on OTHER exciting ingredients and then find you already had them sitting at the back of the pantry gathering dust since 2017 when you LAST decided you wanted to get into cookery?

Or is that just me. 

Well, after realising I had two boxes of cornflour and two bottles of baking soda, I decided to do a stock take. 

AND then - FLASH OF INSPIRATION - I thought that instead of asking ChatGPT for random recipes, I would give it a list of my entire stock and then ask "Laura Faithfull" (a ChatGPT cookery/nutritionist persona I created) what I could make!

I was SO IMPRESSED WITH MYSELF.

So was Laura. "Aces!" she told me, because I'd specified that I wanted Laura to sound like the captain of a women's hockey team in the 1950s.

This also means that I can ask Laura for ingredient-specific recipes to use up weird sh*t that I bought for unknown reasons.

So I can literally ask Laura, "What CAN I do to use up the bloody black truffle flavoured olive oil that sounded like such a good idea in 2022?"

But I'm not at that stage yet. I just asked her for some ideas based upon the array of random stuff above. 

And she gave me HEAPS of recipes that I can actually make. I also told her about my sh*tty kitchen and Caro's spice-intolerant runny b*mhole so she has taken those into account as well.

"This one is for your wife's sensitive tummy," she said, putting it much more nicely than I had.

Speaking of Caro, she came into the kitchen this morning and saw all this positioned on the kitchen tops. 

"Christ on a bike," she muttered. 

But she (and her b*mhole) will feel differently about it when they taste my passanda.

S.