It is said of a certain kind of flatmate that, when it comes to cooking, always resorts to the same old, readymade and frustratingly uninspiring pasta dish.
Flatmate 1: Ohh, tonight Rob's making dinner! I'm sure he won't let us down. He really has a gift for cooking.
Flatmate 2: Are you joking?? He's a f*cking pastard!! He always prepares the same bolognese spaghetti using the cheapest pesto sauce in the supermarket!