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strange platefellows

Because I'm often too tired at the end of a day to go to the grocery store, I find I'm clearing out the freezer and the pantry. Last week for lunch I disgusted the children when I braised some ancient cod fillets in lemon juice and mixed it with some questionable coconut rice leftovers. Edible but not repeatable. For breakfast this morning I had a braised chicken breast divided between two corn tortillas and smeared with a dab of mayo and sweet pepper relish. Not a combo I would have considered if there were alternatives, but it was pretty tasty.

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shy_smiley said…
lunch was whole wheast pasta, sauteed mushrooms, artichoke tapenade, chevre, parmesan, and a tsp of caviar tossed all together. Edible but not repeatable.
12:33 PM
Momma_Dee said…
Sounds kind of good if a slight bit unorthodox.
2:04 PM
Lori Stewart Weidert said…
I'm a "leftover" girl too, and always feel a bit smug when I manage to work something that's on the brink of being tossed out into a...ummm...meal or snack. Sometimes it's a winner, sometimes I have to stop and wonder "why am I eating this?"
7:15 AM
auntie m said…
today I had ground pork, trumpet mushrooms,orzo and parmesan on salad greens in order to use up leftovers. i never throw anything out. your pasta sounds good.
11:03 AM
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