Let me be blunt: If you don’t buy this, you’re either a professional chef or you hate fun. And you, my friend, are fun. You’re the person who brings the good crisps to the party. You deserve a meal that makes you look like a hero while you’re actually just reheating things.
So here’s your mission: Text your group chat. Say, “I’m hosting. Dinner is on me. Wear stretchy trousers.” Then grab the Dine In for 12. Thank me later. And if you see me at the checkout? We pretend we don’t know each other. Our M&S secrets are safe with one another.
Go on. Treat yourself. Your oven mitts are waiting.
