My sister brought a large-bore, skinless kishke* to Passover on Monday night. There was a lot left.
So take a couple big slices, toast them up in a pan with a little oil. In the same pan, saute a few stalks of asparagus, and fry an egg over easy.
Combine. Sigh. Think how many times you might be able to repeat it without a cardiologist. Maybe a picture next time.
* Kishke, also called stuffed derma, is sort of Jewish polenta, or stuffing, or maybe haggis. It’s poor-man’s food, flour (or matzo meal), broth and beef fat, usually stuffed in a sausage casing and baked. It’s delicious, but not particularly healthful.
Sunday night was bachelor night – Sue was meeting some friends, so I’d be on my own, which means I can eat things she doesn’t like. So wandering the local market, I debated fish, squid, clams (thinking about clams with miso for a future edition of Bachelor Chow Honors Class)… and settled on mussels. I probably should have picked up another leek — I thought I had two left, but only had one, and had enough mussels in a two-pound bag to overeat for dinner and lunch today.