Roast spuds. Proper made roasted though not bought in a packet from Iceland. In fact all of it is so good. Don’t get the opportunity these days to have a roast dinner but I love them.
Somewhere in my distant past, I used to be able to just buy roast potatoes in a bag as a takeaway, then just douse in salt & pepper.
Can’t remember where though, but it was a great idea!
(oh, and does anyone remember the particular jacket spud van on Torquay harbourside back in the early 2000s that served the drunken revelers? That was awesome)