Sick of taking tuna wraps to school with me for lunch, I rummaged through the forgotten nethers of my food supply drawer and found a container of couscous my mother had given me. I always thought couscous was a rice relative, but realized today that it was in fact simply tiny bits of pasta. Because of this, it takes five freaking minutes to prepare; you boil water, dump in the bits and immediately remove from heat, let sit for a few minutes, and you have a meal!
This wrap had:
chopped green olives
It was hard to eat because there was no cohesiveness (mayonnaise or mustard would have probably worked), but it was tasty just the same.