The other night, there was an ambitious hankering for rice and enough was made to feed an army. The last time I did this, a lot of rice went down the garbage disposal about a week later. The crazy part is, I was thinking about that last time makin rice, even as I made all the extra rice this time. Some people never learn.
Veggies were sautéed in butter and olive oil and tossed with soy sauce, sweet chili sauce, sriracha sauce and sesame oil. That bunch of stuff was tossed with some of the rice and yielded three meals, plus two side containers of plain rice.
Today, plain rice was tossed with salsa and
pepper jack cheese for supper, and it was pretty good. The second container of
plain rice was crammed into the freezer, fingers were crossed, and the door was
closed. There would be no feeding of the garbage disposal with this pot of rice.
There is some barely remembered precious stuff buried in there, including various shredded cheeses, the remaining half box of Girl Scout Thin Mint cookies and a couple random fruit Danish. Some people collect tchotchkes, but it seems that recently, I collect leftovers. If I didn't need the steady stream of chicken for Winston, I wouldn't have to go to the grocery store for weeks.
It might be time to start a spring freezer excavation. Maybe it can be scheduled for Sunday as this singleton's version of an Easter egg hunt.
We are surely alike.I have all of that in my freezer except for the last half you mentioned. Lol
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