Leftover kitchen diary
Dec. 3rd, 2013 11:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceLast night I fed the yogis largely on leftover leftovers: what remained of Saturday's turkey curry and dal, plus a curried cauliflower and fresh rice. I bulked up the turkey curry with essentially the same again, all the remaining turkey meat curried up and mixed in (what's that you say? spicings? oh: coriander/cumin/turmeric, garlic and ginger, kashmiri chilli, fresh chilli, mustard seeds...). So there is now No Turkey Left except some pieces of skin that I mean to crackle for my personal pleasure, two containers of stock in the freezer, and what is left over of yesterday's leftover leftovers.
The remains of the dal I spread this morning on some toasted lemon-and-olive bread, topped with whole pickled chillies, and munched it while reading a Chalet School book and thinking how very much Elinor Mary would have been shocked by my notion of what constitutes a breakfast. Other leftover leftover leftovers may constitute my lunch. One of the differences between Newcastle and here is that there are a lot more leftovers in my life. Some of them become lunches, or reappear at a later dinner, but some never get eaten, which distresses me. That's largely about cooking for other people and my inherent anxiety that they might want more than I have made, so I choose to overbudget; but that does inevitably lead to wastage, which... Yeah.
The remains of the dal I spread this morning on some toasted lemon-and-olive bread, topped with whole pickled chillies, and munched it while reading a Chalet School book and thinking how very much Elinor Mary would have been shocked by my notion of what constitutes a breakfast. Other leftover leftover leftovers may constitute my lunch. One of the differences between Newcastle and here is that there are a lot more leftovers in my life. Some of them become lunches, or reappear at a later dinner, but some never get eaten, which distresses me. That's largely about cooking for other people and my inherent anxiety that they might want more than I have made, so I choose to overbudget; but that does inevitably lead to wastage, which... Yeah.