I had a tin of ravioli for lunch today. It’s
something I remember having as a child, when my mum couldn’t be arsed to cook
for us properly, so she would just stick a tin of saucy pasta in the microwave.
It was also a frequent meal at university, when eating as cheaply as possible
was always an ongoing determination.
Now I don’t know if this is just my imagination, but
I swear the tins used to be packed full of ravioli, and the pasta pockets
themselves used to be packed full of filling. When I opened the can today, it
was like a puddle of tomato soup with a few stray bits of bland dough floating
around in it, and the few bits of ‘ravioli’ that were pretending to be ravioli
were all-but empty. I think there were two small bits of beef within the entire
contents of the tin. I know it’s never
been a particularly healthy option, but at least you used to feel like you’d
eaten something. After my lunch break today I felt like I needed another meal.
I hate to send business their way, but if you don’t
believe me you should buy a can and have a look.
RC 20-6-20
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