I do love me some leftovers. In fact if it wasn’t for unavoidable necessity of cooking to create more leftovers, I’d pretty much live off the reheated contents of my microwave.
Example?
This morning’s breakfast was last night’s dinner.
A spicy prawn and calamari thingy with little bacon lardons scattered through for salty goodness.
With a nice chunk of toasted ciabatta (also leftover) it was a damned fine start to the day.
I'm pretty sure it is written in the Dad contract that we get first pickings of all leftovers - kids learn early on never to cross that line. Fried mashed potato for breakfast, <any leftover ingredient whatsoever> plus cheese in a toasted sandwich, or if you are lazy on a piece of toast with cheese melted under a grill, these all fall into the category.
You can't beat a classic savoury mince on toast for breakfast. With a runny poached egg or two on top. The best savoury mince is undoubtedly leftovers from the night before.
Aren't you more concerned about how the Nobel committee spelled your name as "Abdulrazak Gurnah"? At least a hearty breakfast should assist in steeling oneself.
Just cook all meals one day ahead.
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Leftovers are indeed grand, but IMO they're a lunch food. Breakfast (besides coffee) is a myth invented by Kellogs to sell more wheat.
Those do look like particularly tasty leftovers though. Good eating!
I'm pretty sure it is written in the Dad contract that we get first pickings of all leftovers - kids learn early on never to cross that line. Fried mashed potato for breakfast, <any leftover ingredient whatsoever> plus cheese in a toasted sandwich, or if you are lazy on a piece of toast with cheese melted under a grill, these all fall into the category.
You can't beat a classic savoury mince on toast for breakfast. With a runny poached egg or two on top. The best savoury mince is undoubtedly leftovers from the night before.
If it wasn't for *the look* that I get from Mrs W, this is how I'd do most breakfasts, too.
Aren't you more concerned about how the Nobel committee spelled your name as "Abdulrazak Gurnah"? At least a hearty breakfast should assist in steeling oneself.
Ah yes that famous Le Cordon thingie style, originated in southern France originally I beleive.