Monday 17th October 2011
I wasn’t actually looking for these steaks as I wandered around the supermarket. I was drawn in by the organic sticker on the front. I’m a sucker for those pictures of animals grazing in golden pastures or rolling valleys. It’s a wonderful marketing trick that works a treat on people like me.
It seem ironic that the stuff that isn’t sprayed with chemical or isn’t injected with steroids cost more than the stuff that is. I guess it has a lot to do with quantity. The more you can sell of something, the cheaper it becomes. If everybody ate free-range beef the price would come down. Until then I’m gonna be paying through the nose for it.
Every little helps.
The cauliflower cheese was dairy-free & in my humble opinion, not a patch on the real cheese variety. But both Zeph & my wife, lapped it up without any complaints. Although my wife did, after enquiring what was for dinner, question the pairing of meat & cheese. Like all of us, she has her food preferences.
For the jacket spuds I by-passed the microwave & went for the crunchy, fluffy baked potato. It really does make a real difference.