So here's how the idea for this started. It's a fairly damp Wednesday, we've both been working flat out for three days, haven't had a chance to go to the shop and things are not looking good.
On the dinner front, anyway.
The fridge contains the remains of a week-old Chinese meal for two, a tube of tomato puree, a bit of cheddar and some mushrooms that are on their way out.
And I've run out of Indian Tonic Water, and that's very serious indeed.
So I take to my trusty GT Transeo 4.0 and head for Morrisons, having asserted from the current Mrs Ixion that she's: "not really hungry."
Up the High Street in light drizzle and into Morrison's.
Now you've got to get your timing bang on with Morrisons - theres usually a window of opportunity in the cook chill reduced to clear section that opens at about 7.45pm. That's when the real bargains go out - theres never anything on a Monday, little on a Tuesday, so prime time is Wednesday or Thursday. But I'm a bit late tonight, rocking up at ten past eight and not really expecting much. Which is just as well as the fridge is a bit naff tonight - some double cream, a carton of chicken and sweetcorn soup, couple of yogurts. I do manage to score 100 grammes of Pastrami for 19p, and abit of Quiche Lorraine for 10p but it looks like I'm out of luck on the tea front.
Check the fish fridge, but theres only a couple of scallops and some salmon, and that's only gone down about 10 per cent. Meat counter's not much better - lots of mince and venison grill steaks, but the vultures have been there before me - this stuff still has a days shelf life and tonight's bargains are long gone.
I grab a pizza for a quid, but that's not really a proper score as they're on special offer. I remembered seeing some french sticks by the door, but what could I do with a French stick?
But now it's time for the all important Second Pass.
Back to the RTC fridge. Et Voila! while I've been gone on the other side of the store, four packs of The Black Farmer gourmet sausages have appeared at 29p a pack- that's a 90 per cent discount! now I could have snaffled all four, but there are rules of Karma involved, so I leave two packs behind for another hunter-gatherer - a decision I am grateful for some two days later.
Back to the door, two mini baguettes for 10p, total expenditure on tonight's tea will be 39p, and there's a spare packet of sausages for Sunday's toad in the hole.
The main ingredients for not one but TWO meals for 68p. That's a win in any ones book.
The sausages, grilled to perfection on a low heat, are delicious - plump, meaty and with next to no fat on them. Almost worth their £2.75 list price for six and, stuffed into two french sticks and slathered in barbecue sauce - because I can't find the ketchup - they fill that Wednesday night hole beautifully.
The pastrami is a bit of a let down - it all sticks together, and has to be broken up to serve it.
But nothing can beat the glow of dinner for two for 39p.
HOUSE!
On the dinner front, anyway.
The fridge contains the remains of a week-old Chinese meal for two, a tube of tomato puree, a bit of cheddar and some mushrooms that are on their way out.
And I've run out of Indian Tonic Water, and that's very serious indeed.
So I take to my trusty GT Transeo 4.0 and head for Morrisons, having asserted from the current Mrs Ixion that she's: "not really hungry."
Up the High Street in light drizzle and into Morrison's.
Now you've got to get your timing bang on with Morrisons - theres usually a window of opportunity in the cook chill reduced to clear section that opens at about 7.45pm. That's when the real bargains go out - theres never anything on a Monday, little on a Tuesday, so prime time is Wednesday or Thursday. But I'm a bit late tonight, rocking up at ten past eight and not really expecting much. Which is just as well as the fridge is a bit naff tonight - some double cream, a carton of chicken and sweetcorn soup, couple of yogurts. I do manage to score 100 grammes of Pastrami for 19p, and abit of Quiche Lorraine for 10p but it looks like I'm out of luck on the tea front.
Check the fish fridge, but theres only a couple of scallops and some salmon, and that's only gone down about 10 per cent. Meat counter's not much better - lots of mince and venison grill steaks, but the vultures have been there before me - this stuff still has a days shelf life and tonight's bargains are long gone.
I grab a pizza for a quid, but that's not really a proper score as they're on special offer. I remembered seeing some french sticks by the door, but what could I do with a French stick?
But now it's time for the all important Second Pass.
Back to the RTC fridge. Et Voila! while I've been gone on the other side of the store, four packs of The Black Farmer gourmet sausages have appeared at 29p a pack- that's a 90 per cent discount! now I could have snaffled all four, but there are rules of Karma involved, so I leave two packs behind for another hunter-gatherer - a decision I am grateful for some two days later.
Back to the door, two mini baguettes for 10p, total expenditure on tonight's tea will be 39p, and there's a spare packet of sausages for Sunday's toad in the hole.
The main ingredients for not one but TWO meals for 68p. That's a win in any ones book.
The sausages, grilled to perfection on a low heat, are delicious - plump, meaty and with next to no fat on them. Almost worth their £2.75 list price for six and, stuffed into two french sticks and slathered in barbecue sauce - because I can't find the ketchup - they fill that Wednesday night hole beautifully.
The pastrami is a bit of a let down - it all sticks together, and has to be broken up to serve it.
But nothing can beat the glow of dinner for two for 39p.
HOUSE!
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