... to be crushed, I tell you, crushed, by what I've just discovered in my food cupboard?

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NO RICE PUDDING. That's what I've just found. No rice pudding. I just fancied some Ambrosia pudding but somehow there is none there. Nobody except me eats the stuff here so it's my fault the last tin used was never replaced. No one to blame but myself. That makes it a million times worse.

Anybody got anything equally earth-shattering to share?

No tea bags, brown sugar or milk is game over for me in the morning. Plus, made French toast and hubby did not tell me there was no HP sauce in the cupboard before I made it! 😡

I love this thread, I keep snorting with laughter at "a ghost ate my Twix... and then I married him". Not to mention the three-year old saying sadly, "Grandad made bad choices." 😅

But amongst all the mirth, can I just say that this is one of the saddest and most moving prose poems I have ever read... Simple but utterly devastating in its existential despair.

I would love to have some ice cream but I don't have any and can't go out right now to get any.

What is wrong with you all? The love for milky puddings is bad enough. Now your adding HP sauce to French toast?

Crimes against comestibles galore here.

Philly with Avocado?! Sounds blimmin lovely...what do you use it with?
Anything!
Sometimes it on seeded bread as a sandwich or just use bread sticks and have it a dip. I may add a tiny bit of Malvern salt and lime juice.
Sometimes I put it in the groove of a stick of celery.
I like to blended it until smooth.

Rice pud with sultanas and nutmeg is sold in tins but easy to add to home made nice too

I've been inspired to try a slow cooker rice with coconut milk and cocoa powder from this thread.
Today's food disappointment is that I really want cheese, but have no cheese, and will have no cheese until the order comes on Saturday.

And andouillette is the worst food known to humankind. At the tender age of 17 I ordered some on a school trip, confident in my desire to try new food and because google translate just said it was a sausage. It smelled and tasted exactly like shit. It was staring up at me malevolently from my plate. I did try and manage a few mouthfuls. What pissed me off is that when it came one of the teachers was going oh haha should've told you what it was, you have to try it first! And then for pudding I ordered a meringue but I didn't realise it was poached not baked, so that was also a disappointment.

DH bought sweets for the DCs when he went to the shop, but forgot to get me the chocolate I asked for.

I may have to LTB

my DS does this on a regular basis with anything that comes in a box. You have my empathy.

I went to Aldi earlier and I kid you not there was a lady scanning 28 bags of rice through the self service till.

show yourself rice lady

White onions!? Wtaf?? It's like running out of cat food or loo rolls in our house...it NEVER happens. Red ones? Zillions....no white. I needed white.

Hey, I found butter at £1.49 yesterday. I felt well chuffed. Bought 2, in shock. Pity I didn't know about the onion famine at home, seeing as I walked past them to get to the butter section.

I bought a chocolate bar yesterday and can't find it. I think my 90 year old mother squirreled it away.

I want curry, but I am the one that has to cook it. So, very sad about it.

I am so glad I just had supper. This may make me fast for a day or so. WEll, unless DH brings me a chocolate treat....Malleys--oh my!
@TheYearOfSmallThings I thought I had seen my share of "things that make me retch. Now I have to redo the list. Thanks! 😱😉

Staffordshire oatcakes? Bloody hell. I will send help immediately. No one should be denied food of the gods.

My cat and I live, apparently, alone. I often find things like that happening. Since she doesn't have thumbs, it MUST be ghosts! And they are VORACIOUS! Cheeky little things.

Oh it's dead easy to make in the oven and it's so damn expensive in the shops now. I'm sure there's a perfectly good recipe online but from memory (my mum used to make it for my dad (who was a huge fan - especially of the tarpauline on top smothered in syrup!)!

If I remember right she did it in a heatproof casserole dish (shallow base)

covered the bottom in approximately 1cm of pudding rice (bugger that normal cheap rice is just as good - I've done it myself with Aldi's own)
Then cover the rice with the same amount of granulated sugar or caster sugar and mix the two together.

Once mixed dry ingredients then ensure they are level on the bottom of the dish again and pour on top approximately an inch of milk.

Bob in the middle of the oven at 180 degrees for approximately an hour (you might want to put on higher if you can't see the top browning/skinning) if you want to check on it around 20/30 minutes in and stick a fork in and give it a stir to check on it you can.

I find it best served with your favourite jam or a drizzle of syrup!

ENJOY :)

I once lost a pair of chicken breasts. Took them
out of the fridge, put them on a baking tray answered the door and when I came back they were gone! That’s 15 years ago and I’ve moved house so don’t hold out much hope of finding them again

I am another for whom rice pudding was a childhood staple. I think milk and cream must have been relatively cheaper in the '60s, because we had gallons of the stuff in puddings (although never allowed to drink it - oh no.)

But I wish the more 'upmarket' ones weren't covered in nutmeg. Yesterday's food disappointment was opening a bread and butter pudding that I'd bought (no time to make one) and finding it liberally sprinkled with nutmeg. It was advertised as 'soft bread and raisins in a creamy custard' and nobody had appended the obvious 'then covered in stuff that will make it taste like soap'. Why can they not put the nutmeg in a little sachet so you could put it on yourself? See also: custard tarts.

I know I've been all over this thread slating milky puddings, but I wanted to add custard to the list of disgusting foodstuffs.

Except grandma's custard. She made it so nice. Sadly she died in 1986 and so I haven't had any since. I dont know the secret, if there was one, it was just lovely custard. All custard since has been vile.

So there.

Never met a custard I didn't want to bathe in.

I locked myself out of the van in a pub car park after a rambunctious works do in the shadow of the Ambrosia factory a couple of weeks ago.

Nb: am not a professional rice pudding or custard maker

:was intending to sleep in the van, not drive it away

It really is surrounded by rolling, pretty countryside like on the tin. The factory itself is a looming, corrugated iron monstrosity though. Very incongruous.

The chocolate bar or a yorkshire pud?

French toast with HP sauce? Do tell. I've only had french toast in a sweet way.

Good grief, that's happened to me!
Thieving undead twats!

Oh no! There must have been a beast in the vicinity.