I wanted a piece of bread, but I didn’t have any bread, and I didn’t want to go out.  There was a store at the end of my street, but I didn’t want to go out, so I boiled a potato and then put salt and pepper on it.

“Crisp.” I said to myself while I ate the potato.  I said that because I hadn’t boiled the potato long enough, and I was trying to convince myself that it was delicious and that it was what I wanted.