I've had a banker's box in the bottom of my clothes closet into which I've been tossing copies of recipes I want to try for years. Yes, for y-e-a-r-s. Have I ever taken one of those recipes out to try? Nope.
This past week I decided to haul the box (full to the brim) out to one end of the kitchen table and start going through it, sorting out what I want to keep, throwing out what I don't . . . or dumping the whole darn kit-and-kaboodle if the task proved to be impractical.
I haven't lost my impetus yet, on my third day of sorting. Strangely, I'm finding a lot of recipes that make me shake my head and wonder why in the world I ever kept them to try. Into the wastebasket. Others sound so absolutely wonderful (keep your fingers crossed) that I want to make them immediately.
This morning I did something I rarely do. I made an unnecessary, spontaneous trip to town (our co-op is open on Sundays) to buy a head of the fresh broccoli I knew they had on sale. I still have some of my home grown broccoli in the freezer, but I've found a recipe I'm chomping at the bit to make and it calls for fresh broccoli.
Although I was totally okay with making this frivolous (hey, sometimes you just have to be wild and crazy, right?) trip, as long as I was at the co-op and it was relatively un-busy, I took my time and made leisurely trips up and down the aisles. The result was I kept seeing things that I remembered being ingredients for some of the other recipes I had come across and wanted to try. I ended up spending $57.38. Yikers! Good thing I had my emergency $50 bill tucked in that secret compartment of my purse.
Never fear, none of the groceries I brought home will go to waste. What hasn't been already frozen for later use is in the refrigerator and will be used for some delicious (hopefully) new dishes I'll be trying out this week.
Gotta go back to my mess on the table now. I need to have it cleared off by tomorrow as it's laundry day and I fold the clean clothes on the table.
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