One thing I have learned through the years is the more disgusting something looks, the tastier it is. I use to make Refrigerator Stew on Fridays. Now it gets moved to whatever day I get to clean the fridge.
Pictured above is left over pork, cooked with squash, potatoes, onions and seasoned delightfully. I even threw in a tablespoon of ranch dressing to get the bottle out of the fridge. It was quite good although the sight is not too appealing.
I had three chicken legs that needed to be cooked since Hubby is outta commission and Grandson is out of school. Here's dinner, chicken soup, vegetables, pasta and three chicken legs cooked to perfection.
In the slow cooker for tomorrow, I have deer meat cooking in home canned tomatoes. What it will become remains a mystery until I cook it all night and season it in the morning.
Waste not, want not. That was the way I was raised and the way I cook. I use no recipes. I just cook what I have and every one eats and hopefully enjoys it. Nobody complains.
This talent will come in handy now Hubby has no income. I will be stretching that food dollar until it squeals.
