Picture this scene, if you will ...
End of the week, food running low. Pay day just a few more sleeps and, more to the point, just can't be arsed going to the shops because I have to go Christmas Eve anyway so may as well stretch it out until then.
So what's for dinner?
Quiche? Nope, ran out of cheese with the avocado toasties for lunch.
Pasta? Again, no cheese :(
Brown rice salad? Yeah! Grab a handful of beans from the garden and a few shallots; if only I had some corn ...
'Whatcha doin mum?'
(Rummaging through the pantry muttering to myself) 'Looking for a tin of corn. I'm sure I had one in here.'
'For dinner.' More muttering ...
'Why? What's for dinner?'
'Bloody rice salad! Now help me find some corn or bugger off!'
'FINE I WILL!'