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Food on the brain

I went to the library yesterday and ended up with two cookbooks (Rachel Ray's 30 Minute Meals 2, and Better Homes and Gardens Cooking for 2) and 4 memoirs that have something to do with food (Eat, Pray, Love; Garlic and Sapphires (about being a food critic); Stuffed (about a restaurant family); and Aphrodite: A Memoir of the Senses by Isabel Allende that has food on the cover.
In addition, this week I have a mini-goal that also revolves around food. I am bound and determined to finish eating some of the stuff that has been in my cabinets and freezer for months. You know the stuff. That stuff you buy for one specific recipe or meal and then it sits there until some kid comes by collecting cans for a food drive. Like the homeless need fajita seasoning mix and cans of oriental mixed vegetables. Or maybe they do. I don't know. Anyway, armed with a grocery list to help round out the meals I will be cooking stuff and getting those 1/4 full bags of frozen veggies, leftovers, and random cans of whatnot the heck out of my life.

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Josh Shear said…
let us know how some of that stuff comes out...i tend to throw all that stuff either in a soup or a stir fry (turns out you can eat just about anything over rice with a little bit of either soy sauce or hot sauce).

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