In the past two months, and with the exception of the bacon bits (still on the same packet), I have cooked meat precisely three times. The first was the bolognaise sauce I made from a pound of minced beef, a couple of portions of which are still in the freezer. The second was the sausages I cooked for Friend Claire last week. The third was a chicken pie cooked this evening. Going past Lidl on the bus two days ago, I spotted that they had a special offer on chicken this weekend: two chopped chicken breasts for £1.49. Turned into a pie with a load of mushrooms and some sweetcorn, and I've made 5 portions out of it.
As a young student I shared all my cooking with Friend Kim, who was a committed vegetarian. Mostly we just ate the same thing, and the same thing was mostly the same thing: spaghetti with tomato sauce. At least 3 times a week. Sometimes I would ring the changes by adding a small tin of tuna. Then, about twice a term, I would get cravings, usually for white fish or for bacon, and would cook up my own little feast. I suspect that there was not quite enough iron or protein or something in my diet. But despite such lapses, there is no doubt that living vegetarian saved me a tonne of money back then.
Small savoy cabbages were on sale for 37p. I bought one.
Total Expenditure: £12.15