Monday, February 17, 2020

Lefties

One million years ago, during our years on the road, we needed to pack it up and leave Gold Head state park and head for the hills and so I made dinner from all the lefties in the fridge . . .

Yes, we had a tiny refrigerator we carted around the country and plugged in when electricity was available. Of course we did.

I made Swiss cheese, pepperoncini, and sweet potato quesadillas.

And they were amazing.

They were so good that we bought the ingredients and made them -- willingly! -- again. Million dollar idea, right there.

You're welcome.

Flash forward to, well, yesterday, when we had nothing in the Frigidaire -- as Denise's Grandma Trudel called the icebox -- but I did have a bag of broccoli florets in the freezer that you can be sure had been used as an ice pack. And grated cheddar. And veggie burgers. Because, always always veggie burgers in the freezer.

I cooked the VBs, chopped them up, mixed them with the broccoli and cheese and red onion and . . .

. . . voilĂ . Pure brilliance.

They were preceded, of course, by an appetizer of every other thing we had in the Frigidaire spooned out into tiny little dishes . . .

. . . also purely brilliant.

And that was preceded earlier in the weekend by a Valentine's Night movie date with some of my favorite Galentines . . .

. . . (my other favorite Valentine took the photo. Natch.)

And then we all went to a charming piazza in Italy and basked in the sun . . .

. . . no we didn't. That's a pizza box. Mistah photographed it in the sun. It looks like it would be lovely there, though, doesn't it?

Right. I need to go to the grocery store.


1 comment:

Joan said...

Brilliant as usual! Brilliant idea for a quick meal; brilliantly written piece; brilliant smile!
love and hugs,
JNB