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Category Archive for 'leftover love'

I love leftovers, but I do not like the word leftovers. Three honeyed carrots, one slice of salmon or half a chicken, leftovers are the backbone of many meals and the fridge light of my life. I do not think of leftovers in negative terms, as in, all leftovers must go. Because there’s no bit [...]

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We spend inordinate amounts of time in our kitchen. Since I’m the only one who really cooks, what’s everyone else doing? Well, first there’s Josie, frequently staring in the fridge, giving me a half-second eyebrow before swigging milk from the bottle. Greg shuffles envelopes, crunches salty almonds, or pours coffee while I circle the island. [...]

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The Leftover Club

Saturday, 1:36 pm. How’s it going with those leftovers? While Josie and Greg watched KU beat Missouri, I stacked a few Turkey-Bacon-Cranberry-Swiss Clubs. And now, we are down to only one enormous leg. Perhaps Henry VIII will just come on over and finish things off? If you wish to build your own, here’s the sedimentary [...]

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The Challah That We Built

This is the challah. This is the soup that soaked up the crusts that were cut from the challah that we built. This is French toast that used up some slices before crusts filled the soup that came from the challah that we built. This is the sandwich, all stacked up and new that made [...]

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Second Banana

And they say there are no second acts. Remember these? Somehow, a few caramelized bananas escaped Josie’s ice cream bowl, and let me tell you, that’s no small feat. They sat in the refrigerator quietly until Sunday morning, when I whisked them back to the counter… …and pressed them into service. Literally. At first glance, [...]

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