I've a long-standing inability to estimate a sensible quantity of meat for two people. Yesterday's shop resulted in two 800g T-bone steaks. On getting home, every recipe I checked recommended one between two.

Did we share one and fridge one? Ha! We chose meat coma.

It also meant that when I asked our butcher for a little bit of bavette for a BBQ, she replied with,

"You're going to have to help me with what a little bit means. I don't understand your portion sizes any more."

Next week I'll ask her to police my quantities.