A friend of mine, who can reveal her identity if she so chooses, has a mother-in-law who apparently used to make ‘casserole’ for her family at the end of the week. That means that she would take all the leftovers in the fridge, throw them together and heat them up, and that’s it.
Hmmmmmmm……. sounds crazy, but it just might work!
When my friends from Colorado were here we went to eat at the only nice restaurant in town, Cafe on the Square, and they all had leftovers at the end that were in my fridge. (Macaroni and cheese, half of a french dip, half of a rueben.) Tonight when I came home from work, I looked at the boxes, and told Lloyd, “Let’s just heat them up together.”
So, macaroni and cheese in the pan with a little milk, all the meat pulled out of the sandwiches and diced up, add some tomatoes and viola’! “Casserole!”
Lloyd will eat anything, and in fact declared, “This isn’t bad.”
See? “This isn’t bad.” You don’t get a higher endorsement for my cooking.
(No photo of finished product. I forgot.)