The Cupboard Was Bare; Recipes for the Tighfisted. 1. The Supermarket Refusenik

It’s not that I’m a miser of a cook. It’s not that I’m even particularly thrifty when I’m shopping – let me loose in Borough Market and watch my purse bleed. It’s just that since I’ve moved to the middle of nowhere, I’ve spent more of my time writing about peak oil and have begun to see supermarkets as the greatest evil of the modern world. So popping out to…

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