A Mother's Concern

As news of the virus becomes more and more sensationalist in the UK, my Mum has started to worry.  My brother and his girlfriend were finally home, albeit a week earlier than expected, but I had already decided to stick it out for the long haul. But what was she so worried about? About me contracting the virus? Going insane from spending too much time inside? A lack of medical supplies and hospital beds perhaps, given the ever increasing numbers? An inability to leave the country should I want to at a later date?

No. My dear mother was concerned I was going to... starve. 

I will certainly be the first to admit that I, like many in my family, have a healthy ferocious appetite. But if there's one thing Big M taught me, it's when something you like, or something you eat often, comes on offer, you stock up. Pasta, rice, dried noodles, cartons of orange juice... if you're going to eat it in the next 6 months and it's going cheap, then it's going in the trolley - in bulk. And as a 99% vegan, the usual lentils, chickpeas, baked beans and tinned tomatoes are not always available in my local supermarket so I usually buy in bulk online. As a result, my cupboards are usually full to bursting. 

So, in order to calm my mother's nerves, put off lesson planning, and also in part to actually see what I needed to eat up over the next four months - I decided to empty the cupboards.   

And that was excluding the fresh/frozen stuff in the two fridge/freezers. 

The panic is over.  I'm blessed to have such a full kitchen.  It's time to get cooking!

As of Feb 8th:
1,380 unwatched YouTube videos on my 'to watch later' playlist.
500 unread emails (I need to start hitting the unsubscribe button!)
7 unread paper books (+ 1 kindle).
1 carton of soy milk.
3 dogs and a hamster.
2 (thankfully still in date) tins of beans found at the back of the cupboard.

2.5kg of cashew nuts.

More pasta than the local import store.
231 episodes of Friends left to watch.