So last week I had a couple days off in a row and the cooling weather inspired me to do something I hadn't really bothered with all summer, namely "cook real food."
Yes, tunafish sandwiches and gardenburgers are technically "real," but they're not exactly Julia Childs-level or anything, you know?
So two different nights I bought two different chickens, as well as an assortment of other necessary ingredients, in order to work up homemade Chicken tostadas with the works and a tortilla soup, for which I simmered a chicken for hours with herbs in order to make the stock which I then used for the soup.
I was pretty impressed with me.
But after day 3 of leftovers, Mexican-style chicken dishes were starting to make my gorge rise a little, even just thinking about them. The idea of another bowl of smoky soup with sour cream made my intestines curl up and hide. The fact that I had a tostada-filled baguette in my purse for work dinner pushed me the closest to effective calorie-restriction dieting that I've been in years.
And yet I ate on, bite after unwelcome bite.
It's not that I'm so averse to waste for its own sake - I am, but it's from financial motivations, mainly. My heart only bruises, slightly, at Sally Struthers commercials. Spending $30 on the various ingredients I needed, though, and doing it two separate times? That sliced me where I truly feel empathy (for myself?) - in my wallet.
Thankfully for the fate of the soup, and my bowels, the freezer is an effective tool. Unfortunately I didn't apply that idea to the tostada filling until it would have been too late.
Next time, you'd better believe I'm making a meal out of really awesome chocolate cake. Won't have any trouble with those leftovers...
-Posted by Jilly
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
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Ugh, I'm not even sure Mexican food "keeps" after numerous servings. It's a thin line between poverty and food poisoning. Better stick with the chocolate cake since no bad things could ever come of something so holy.
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