Last night, I cut up 3 different kinds of potatoes, yams, carrots and onions, and threw them in a ziplock bag with olive oil, garlic, rosemary, salt & pepper. Then I put it in the freezer. Tonight, I will make a meatloaf, and I will throw the contents of that bag in a pan and roast it all up, testing to see if the results are as good as if I did it fresh. If so, then all that particular prep for the wedding can be done ahead of time, and we can go from freezer to oven on the morning of the wedding.
If it doesn't work out as planned, then I can modify the recipe or figure something else out. In any case, it won't go to waste, and dinner for tonight is already half-done. I am so clever. I am so smug.
Today, I have auctions to pack up and send. Tomorrow, it's back up to Seattle for Thanksgiving with my children and their friends. Doug is making the turkey, and the attendees are making the sides and desserts. I think Juli is making cranberry sauce and creamed spinach. I am baking an apple pie and a cherry crisp.
Why am I always writing about food?
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