Think about it: You wake up Sunday afternoon and meander over to your fridge. It’s nearly barren. But, alas, something presents itself to you! Could it be the Pad Thai you had on Thursday afternoon? Or is it the Spaghetti Bolognese from Friday night? No matter what it is, it’s definitely time to eat it.
Mining your fridge for forgotten goodies can be viewed as something utterly sad, or completely fab. Sure, you may be depriving yourself of a fancy Eggs Benedict; but saving those few extra bucks and sparing yourself the guilt of throwing out yet another garbage bag full of sustenance is a total win.
I’m a big believer in things like “The Clean Plate Club,” (an elite squad that my parents were the guardians for each evening at dinner) but too often my leftovers go long forgotten. My week gets started, and I’m so focused on the next delicious thing that I forget about the niblets that I’ve stored away for a rainy day.
Time and time again I’m left to clean out my refrigerator, throwing away past-due fish tacos and moldy bread. So, this New Year, I’m making a resolution that I will absolutely keep everything (well, maybe…)–that each Sunday brunch, or at least some of them, will be born from the under-explored and under-utilized leftover zone.
I will keep you all posted on the goings-on of this endeavor.
Featured photo by Pete.