Like many adults in a relationship, I struggle to feed myself when I am on my own. When my partner is away, it takes very little for me to go from the sort of person who will willingly cure an egg yolk to someone who eats tuna from the can. Starved of company, overwhelmed by the impossible task of both cooking and washing up, I resort to eating ryvitas standing over my kitchen sink to avoid having to hoover or wash a single plate. Queue to: puttanesca. At its heart, it’s a simple tomato sauce punctuated by pockets of savouriness in the form of capers, olives and anchovies. As a child, this pasta would have been my worst nightmare. As a salt-craving adult, I am forever catching up. Recipe on the blog, link in bio!