Tonight I made myself some aglio olio spaghetti. With about $2.00 (generous estimation) worth of ingredients I have produced a pound of fairly decent food. When poverty calls, this will be my meal. Now I must deal with garlicky fingers, though. It seems every recipe I get involved with these days requires the slicing of many, many cloves of garlic and the slowly cooking of that garlic in olive oil.
Tomorrow I think I'll try to develop a new hamburger. Tomorrow or Sunday. This is what I do when no one else is in New York!