Talking about a Personal Experience

So this was during my second year of college in Winnipeg, near the end of a really tight month. My part-time hours had been cut, and I had about eighteen dollars left until payday. Of course, that was the weekend my friend Leila said she'd drop by after her shift. When I opened the fridge, all I had was half a bag of potatoes, two eggs, an onion, some wilted spinach and a block of cheese. My first thought was to just cancel, because I was kind of embarrassed. But then I remembered my grandmother used to say an empty pantry is where real cooking starts. So I sliced the potatoes thin, fried them with the onion, poured the eggs over and folded in the spinach and cheese, basically a Spanish-style tortilla. I spent four dollars on a baguette to go with it. Leila had seconds and didn't suspect a thing. It taught me that being resourceful matters more than having a full fridge.