This was sort of a “trashcan” meal: using up little odds and ends. After this I added some garbanzo-bean pasta shells and frozen riced cauliflower. Topped it with whipped yogurt/avocado. Not sure what to call it, but my wife wants me to make it more often. She said it was like beef stroganoff.
And sun dried tomato triscuits, which somehow remind me of meow mix but with like extra stuff. Like “Tuscan Meow Mix” if that was a thing.
I don’t know anything about actual Tuscany or its food, but thats what they do at olive garden when they don’t know what to call something. So theres that.
Novelty flavors wear out on me pretty quickly. My wife gets the interesting stuff because she cares and wants me to know that, but really, I like plain triscuits just fine.
So .
The Valkyrie trusted me to do the shopping this weekend…which meant I picked up some corned beef points at $3.50 a pound, and also some legs of lamb at $4.50 a pound.
I took the latter and butchered them into a combination of steaks and kabob meat.
Posting here because my kitchen definitely looked like a crime scene, but it dawned on me to make leg of lamb steaks when I realized that the fat cap resembled picanha.
Leftover homemade chicken potstickers for breakfast is probably criminal but I don’t care.
They are chicken because the pork I got wasn’t ruined but I swear to my soul it smelled like a wet dog. I asked Jed, who has very few opinions on these things and he even said, it smelled kinda like a wet dog.
Needless to say… the kittys got a good supper. They didn’t eat very fast so I can only assume they thought it smelled like a wet dog too
Kalbi and flank steak the next few meals. I didn’t let the flank steak rest long enough because I am sick and feel like shit and just wanted to get back on the couch.
But that lamb shape reminds me of my grandmother-in-law sending me a marshmallow cheeseburger (looked like a legit as described by Jimmy Buffet cheeseburger in paradise, made entirely out of marshmallows). It broke my brain trying to eat it.