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So I was feeling really grumpy and lazy when I was heading home from work yesterday. I was supposed to go grocery shopping and I really didn't want to. The farmer's market was at the PATH station when I came out, though, so I decided to just get enough food to get through to the weekend there so I wouldn't have to go to the grocery store.
Found mushroom ravioli for dinner tonight, and grabbed some squash to cook with it as well as tomatoes and mozzarella for a salad. Didn't see anything I wanted for dinner that night, so I just decided to throw some leftover chicken bits from Wednesday with one of the package noodle things.
When I got home, though, I realized that we'd refrigerated the stock from Wednesday's chicken carcass instead of freezing it like I thought. So if I used the chicken bits in my dinner, there wouldn't be anything to put in the stock before it went bad. So I decided to make soup. I sure wasn't going out again, so I just threw in what we happened to have in the fridge - half an onion, some carrots, a clove or two of garlic, the last of the fresh rosemary. And some rice, for carbs. Boring soup.
And I'm thinking this as I reheat my leftovers and realize: I felt lazy, so I made two meals worth of chicken soup with rice from scratch. Instead of, say, ordering sushi delivery.
I think I may be a crazy person.
Found mushroom ravioli for dinner tonight, and grabbed some squash to cook with it as well as tomatoes and mozzarella for a salad. Didn't see anything I wanted for dinner that night, so I just decided to throw some leftover chicken bits from Wednesday with one of the package noodle things.
When I got home, though, I realized that we'd refrigerated the stock from Wednesday's chicken carcass instead of freezing it like I thought. So if I used the chicken bits in my dinner, there wouldn't be anything to put in the stock before it went bad. So I decided to make soup. I sure wasn't going out again, so I just threw in what we happened to have in the fridge - half an onion, some carrots, a clove or two of garlic, the last of the fresh rosemary. And some rice, for carbs. Boring soup.
And I'm thinking this as I reheat my leftovers and realize: I felt lazy, so I made two meals worth of chicken soup with rice from scratch. Instead of, say, ordering sushi delivery.
I think I may be a crazy person.
