I do love left-overs. I really do love them. I mean what could be better than a meal just waiting for you. So especially when I’m making something I know is good, I’ll make extra. BUT, I never serve left-overs; we don’t eat left-overs. Left-over just sounds wrong doesn’t it, sort of tired, something to be forgotten.
Remember these from the little Lamb and Tomato Breads w lentil salad … right, we had left overs.
So, today for lunch I took the left-over lentils and beets, added one beefsteak tomato cubed, an avocado cubed, a small sliver of smoked salmon, salt & Aleppo pepper and …
Blam, is that the right word? It was really a fabulous lunch. Would you call this left-over? Nothing about it seemed left-over to me. I didn’t feel like I was eating yesterday’s dinner. That’s why I call these