I have a day at home alone today. Upon mooching around in the fridge just now, I delightedly came upon a few left over roast potatoes from Sunday lunch. I've just popped them in the oven and am planning on crushing them, adding grated cheese and smothering them in mayo.
My defence for this dirty lunch is I'm full of cold and ravenous. I deserve it.
Anyone else having a dirty lunch? What's your excuse? 