Day before yesterday, I pulled some diced pork from my freezer (thing stew beef but pork)
It had been in the bottom of my freezer for quite some while and was looking rather freezer burned.
So I thawed it, then brought it to a boil, but to begin with, being distracted by some stuff that had happened in my greenhouse, I turned on the back burner rather than the front.
This, before I noticed it, shattered my little ceramic dish I'd used for putting spoons and utensils on while cooking for year. Broke my heart as well.
Got it glued back together now, but not before gluing my fingers together in the process
So I boiled that meat until I was fairly certain any buggers that might have been in it were dead, with the last of the celery I'd had in the freezer, diced finely, with two sprigs of fresh rosemary.
Having leftovers I needed to eat, I put all that in the fridge until last night, when I added Cream of Celery soup, finely diced Yukon Gold Potatoes (boiled) and cooked some rice to go with.
I know, I know, you're not supposed to have all these carbs together; Rice with Potatoes?
But I'm from the south and we eat things a bit differently.
Mama kept her family alive through the Great Depression by using every crumb and stretching meals as much as possible. Grits, Rice and Cornmeal were staples.
My Grandma once commented "During the depression we at so much cornmeal the weevils nearly ate the seat of our britches out"
Sorry, I didn't think to take more pics as I went, cooking this pot and the rice.
It will last me several days at least.
by
Jerry E Smith
©12/2/2022
All photos are original
