It's fun being a domestic goddess

My work colleagues and those of my friends who have moved out of home mistakenly believe that if you live at home, you must have a fully stocked fridge.  I can assure you, that's not the case at my house and there are only the bare essentials in our silver cooling box - margarine, milk, wine, potatoes, maybe some fruit if you're lucky. 

I made it my mission to buy groceries and cook up a nomtastic lunch.  After a couple packs of ravioli, three varieties of cheeses, a loaf of sourdough, eggs and a few other bits and pieces, my shopping basket was overflowing and my bill amounted to a good $64 odd dollars. Geez, the cost of living in Sydney is ridiculously expensive these days.

Here's what I cooked for lunch:

Egg omelette with prosciutto, cherry tomatoes, rocket
and haloumi served with toasted sourdough

And dinner:

Gnocchi with sauteed prawns in sage butter sauce

And after two nomtastic cooking adventures, could it be that I was on a roll?  I tried my luck again tonight and cooked up this dish.

Salmon ravioli with sundried tomatoes,
mushrooms, rocket and fetta

And now you can see why I'd make a terrible food photographer.  Attempting to take photos when you have a growling stomach and are armed with a fork is not a good idea. Terrible lighting and measly photographed portions aside, all three meals tasted incredible and impressed my big foodie brother. Move over, Nigella, there's a new dark-haired cook in town.