@JBarstool - your comment reminds me of a very old poem:
She didn't have potatoes
so she used a cup of rice.
She couldn't find paprika
so she used some other spice.
Tomatoes weren't in season
so she used tomato paste.
The whole can not a cup, dear --
She couldn't bear to waste.
And now she isn't speaking;
She's convinced I pulled a fast one.
So don't ask for my recipe,
That one was the last one.
