Written task, option 1

Normally, Rodrigo Banes enlists his personal chef to accumulate a selection of the purest, high grade durum semolina flower, procure a farm-raised, cage-free chicken from a healthy, clean and independent local farm, and fly in from Italy a selection of the most finely aged Parmigiana Reggiano to assemble his pre-game Chicken Parmesan, a carb and protein-loaded delight.

On some occasions, however, when his personal chef has abandoned him to go on a three-week ayahuasca bender in the amazon jungle in pursuit of spiritual enlightenment, and he is forced to seek out Zeke, a nutrition expert of questionable credentials who lives in a dumpster behind his local Mr. Mikes Bar and Grill, and enlist his help. Zeke scrapes a pile of soggy shredded tax documents, infused with the flavours of day-old beef drippings, retrieve a stray urban pigeon unlucky enough to be caught in one of Zeke's repurposed glue traps, and pickpocket the single slice of American cheese from a toddler carrying a soggy 6-inch meatball sub out of a nearby Subway to prepare the sopping, vaguely food-shaped mess of nutrition he calls: "MEANWHILE" Emergency Dumpster Chicken Parm.

Sometimes you've got to lower your standards to get what you need.