Food Digest

Leftovers have never looked so good.

Made a brisket sandwich for lunch today with the glorious remnants of last night’s Smoque excursion. I didn’t eat the ribs on this plate, though. I made a deal with the Missus via text — I ate the rest of her salad, and she gets the meat. Win-win.

After running groceries, putting away groceries, doing the dishes, mopping the floor, hanging up the laundry, watering the lawn and feeding the cat, I decided it was dessert time. The Missus and I split the last two pieces of ice cream cake from her birthday barbecue while watching the latest episode of Veep. Not exactly a rock and roll Tuesday night, but it can’t be cocaine-and-hookers all the time, right? 

Leftover Chicago-style sausage pizza. Ate a piece and a half last night for dinner and the same today for lunch. That leaves a full piece for a snack sometime in the next couple days. Sunday night pizza is the gift that keeps on giving, the whole week.

Lunch break: Leftover Indian food from last night. 

Leftover spaghetti in a homemade marinara sauce with roasted chicken breast. The magic is still there, 24 hours later.

Leftover pizza and “boneless hot wings” on a Saturday night.