Yes, I know, this meal looks a little like an epileptic seizure in a paint shop. Alternatively a representation of the mid-eighties fashion, on a plate (minus the leg warmers and Madonna in shoulder pads). But that sometimes happens when you cook with what you have. And besides, colourful food is good for the soul, right?
I am not even going to bother writing the recipe because it is really just a bunch of stuff which I happened to have in my fridge, but I have to say; It did brighten up my Monday.
