Left to his own devices in my house while I spent some time back at my parents', my boyfriend lovingly cultivated, over a period of four weeks, what he matter-of-factly calls a 'man fridge'. For the uninitiated: this basically means that, when I returned and opened the chilled receptacle that is at the heart of my kitchen, I found four items: a steak, some bacon, a tub of marmite and a packet of blue cheese. Furthermore, the majority of those items were past their sell-by date.
In a similar vein, this meal is what I believe is technically termed 'man food'. In order to classify as man food, a dish must comprise at least three of the following items: bread, pasta, potatoes, alcohol, rice, meat, mayonnaise, chips, condiments, cheese. Of these elements, meat must make up the predominant component of the meal, with refined carbohydrates in an esteemed second place. I think I performed the task admirably. Note the ratio of meat to vegetables and how it is all enclosed in a piece of bread. Extra man food points for enclosing everything in a piece of bread (calzone might be, perhaps, the ultimate man food).