A sorry tale of Brexit and instant mashed potato
With Mrs Simms being away for a few days, I’ve been left to fend for myself. For the most part this has been okay, thanks to some forward planning – which essentially meant politely asking the gastronomically adept Mrs Simms to prepare a few meals in advance, which I could then reheat at my leisure. This was all working out marvellously well until the last day, when I realised that I had misjudged some portion sizes earlier in the week and now had no mashed potato left to go with my last two sausages. With no other option, having ruled out microwave rice (bangers and rice; I think not) I discovered a tub of instant mashed potato buried right at the back of the pantry. Simply add boiling water and an optional knob of butter for fluffy mashed potato in seconds.