by sloaney donkey » Tue Oct 23, 2018 10:25 pm
OK, so I saw the adverts and decided to give it a spin.
First issue, the multitude of discounts. NAPPYVALLEY10, ANCORA10, CIAO15, WELCOME10, I dare say any combination would work in there (my suggestions are not repeatable). So how's a gal to know she is getting the cheapest price? And that the nosy curtain twitching neighbours are not like "ooooh, what's Sloaney Pony up to now with those strange Italian men visiting" but more like "silly filly. I bet she didn't get the same discount we did".
After ordering, I get a text message telling me my tucker has arrived. So I run back from shopping for a stick-on moustache on Northcote road (must show ones support for Movember) to find the box has been put through my door. But something was amis. Normally, there would be my dog Jeremy barking as I walked up to the main gate of my Wandsworth common-facing home, this time there is no sound from my pooch. I was a bit worried. As I opened the door, all became clear. The dog had eaten the cardboard box. And taken the pasta to have with his pedigree chum. So I had to replace it with all I could find. In that case 60p ASDA Fayre (don't ask where the nearest ASDA is).
I went for the Pesto dish (had a fancy name, but however you dress it up, its pesto). Came with a nice slip educating me on which species of endangered basil tree it came from and making me feel all good as I was cooking it that this could be the last pesto pasta sauce ever. It was so good a feeling that I forgot I was cooking and burned some of it on the bottom of my pan.
I then found what was most annoying. The flaps on the little plastic cups have a habit of breaking off. Really annoying. Especially when it goes into your food. And you have to try to fish it out. The cold from the box causes the plastic to dry and makes it easier to break. So I spent the evening worrying my pasta would be more polluted with plastics than the worlds oceans. Doh!
But the proof is in the pudding, so they say. And this pudding was not just any old pudding but perhaps the best pasta sauce in London outside of the River Cafe. Nice and sharp on the tongue, not runny and has enough tenderness to make me think twice about whether I was actually eating fine chateau Briande steak (and that was the replacement pasta, not the one piece saved from the Dog).
Truly delicious. Just be careful to pick NAPPYVALLEY10 unless you spend more than £34, in which case go for CIAO15, don’t leave your dog in on your delivery day and be careful with the plastic pots. And keep an eye on you cooking at all times, kids!
Mmmmmmm
OK, so I saw the adverts and decided to give it a spin.
First issue, the multitude of discounts. NAPPYVALLEY10, ANCORA10, CIAO15, WELCOME10, I dare say any combination would work in there (my suggestions are not repeatable). So how's a gal to know she is getting the cheapest price? And that the nosy curtain twitching neighbours are not like "ooooh, what's Sloaney Pony up to now with those strange Italian men visiting" but more like "silly filly. I bet she didn't get the same discount we did".
After ordering, I get a text message telling me my tucker has arrived. So I run back from shopping for a stick-on moustache on Northcote road (must show ones support for Movember) to find the box has been put through my door. But something was amis. Normally, there would be my dog Jeremy barking as I walked up to the main gate of my Wandsworth common-facing home, this time there is no sound from my pooch. I was a bit worried. As I opened the door, all became clear. The dog had eaten the cardboard box. And taken the pasta to have with his pedigree chum. So I had to replace it with all I could find. In that case 60p ASDA Fayre (don't ask where the nearest ASDA is).
I went for the Pesto dish (had a fancy name, but however you dress it up, its pesto). Came with a nice slip educating me on which species of endangered basil tree it came from and making me feel all good as I was cooking it that this could be the last pesto pasta sauce ever. It was so good a feeling that I forgot I was cooking and burned some of it on the bottom of my pan.
I then found what was most annoying. The flaps on the little plastic cups have a habit of breaking off. Really annoying. Especially when it goes into your food. And you have to try to fish it out. The cold from the box causes the plastic to dry and makes it easier to break. So I spent the evening worrying my pasta would be more polluted with plastics than the worlds oceans. Doh!
But the proof is in the pudding, so they say. And this pudding was not just any old pudding but perhaps the best pasta sauce in London outside of the River Cafe. Nice and sharp on the tongue, not runny and has enough tenderness to make me think twice about whether I was actually eating fine chateau Briande steak (and that was the replacement pasta, not the one piece saved from the Dog).
Truly delicious. Just be careful to pick NAPPYVALLEY10 unless you spend more than £34, in which case go for CIAO15, don’t leave your dog in on your delivery day and be careful with the plastic pots. And keep an eye on you cooking at all times, kids!
Mmmmmmm