It kinda reminds me of when I first moved to St. Nowhere and all my stuff was going to arrive three days after I did. And I mean all my stuff -- I was without linens, plates, pans, furniture, most of my clothing and all of my books. Anyway, the tenant in my flat before me left a single metal chopstick in the dishwasher. For three days I lived on pizza, water, and ice-cream (delivered with the pizza) eaten with a chopstick.
Rocky road is easiest, btw. Cos you can spear the marshmallows on the tip.