A mini Mert’s Kitchen last night. This one wasn’t my fault though. Honest.

All I did was get some pasta sauce which to my horror looked like anemic barf.
If I knew anything about photoshopping I’d try and convince you the sauce came from this jar:

As I heated it up it (predictably) turned from the disgusting barf to something you’d expect to find in a tissue if you sneezed bacon. But don’t take my word for it, take my camera’s:

Bon Appetit!

p.s. If anyone was wondering, yes, it is possible to survive on Honey-Os, vodka and Cream of Barf.