leftovers (lyn)

Shari doesn’t like leftovers.  She’s an amazing cook and tosses everything she makes if it is not eaten.  It could be an elaborately prepared veal roast or a simple pasta dinner.  It doesn’t matter.  If it’s not eaten on day one, it’s not eaten ever again.  Not only do I not share this point of view,  I often find cooked food better on the second day. 

On Sunday night, I took home half of my strip steak.  As I was asking for a doggie bag, Jill (Abbey’s sister), who recently joined Weight Watchers and quickly dropped 15 pounds, offered up half of her steak as well.  “I didn’t touch it.  I cut the steak in half when it came, and no one is going to eat it tomorrow.”  I said sure.  Valerie looked at me and rolled her eyes.

Last night’s dinner was delicious leftover steak, none the worse for the extra day in the fridge. 

Today I get an email from Meredith.  She had dinner with a friend last night and they each ordered 3-pound lobsters.  Today she has broken out with a rash over her torso; it appears she’s allergic to shellfish.  So she asks if I want her three leftover lobster tails.  She has an appointment near my house and can drop them off.

I make a big lobster salad for dinner.  It's perfect.

I love leftovers.  Especially when it's steak and lobster.