what there is
- Bread, and the good butter — the one Marta brings
- Olives, the wrinkled ones
- Peppers in oil, from the jar Ruben’s mother sends
- The pot — white beans, chouriço, an unreasonable amount of garlic
- The pot again, without the chouriço, in the small pan
- Rice, because there is always rice
- Whatever green thing is at the market on Saturday
- Ruben’s mother’s apple thing — there is no recipe and he will not write one
- Cheese, if anybody is still upright
help yourself, it is all out at once