The carrots in the kitchen garden were ready for harvest. They were looking pretty good too. We had carrots, broccoli and silverbeet. We even had the bay leaves and tarragon that I needed for the hollandaise sauce. I was feeling cocky. I was far too pleased with myself, to be honest.
What an amazing meal we would have from our own produce, I thought.
I crumbed the chicken, made the sauce and prepared the veges. All I needed to do was peel the potatoes and we'd be set.
I went to the pantry cupboard, and that's when I realised. No spuds. Nada. Zip. Zero. Zilch. I'd forgotten to buy potatoes. The supermarkets close at 6:00 pm around here too.
Next time I'll admire my dinner when it's on the table - not when it's still in my imagination.
We had rice.