Shamefully, the one kitchen component I cannot live without is the telephone/takeaway menu. Either that or anything sandwich related (i.e. bread, butter and meat/veg/cheese.)
My cooking repertoire is shamefully limited to be honest. I’ve never been a person patient enough to stand in the kitchen for 20 minutes and cook something fresh up. Probably has something to do with my old Food tech days, where I made food of differing quality each week, from a surprisingly decent soup and some passable scones, to a hideously bone dry chocolate orange cheesecake.
If I was to be a regular chef however, probably some chicken to grill. Or pasta, I would love to try my hand at pasta bakes.
Damn this is making me hungry…