The reliability of something delicious and accessible just 'being there' has gone. Having to take care of breakfast and dinner ourselves has always been a given but lunch maintained a question mark over it (unless you're so diligent with your meal prepping that you’ve never called on a Tesco meal deal, in which case congrats, I guess). Whereas before you could lean on the high street – on Pret, on Greggs, on EAT (RIP EAT, which closed for good last month after it was acquired by Pret) – lunch now requires some kind of shopping and planning or, far more likely, making a meze out of whatever is in the fridge. This means things can get weird. An informal survey of friends and coworkers revealed an eclectic range of midday meals: half a tube of Pringles and a bite of an Easter egg. Poached eggs on rice cakes. Lentil soup and a side of green beans. A hunk of cake. A jar of olives and some poppadoms.