Everday across the country families sit down to that "Magic Trick" called dinner. I say Magic is involved because often times it involves the things that are in the fridge in separate bowls waiting for Wednesday's "Something from Nothing" dinner.
You know what I'm talking about. That one chicken breast, those two spoonfulls of gravy, the half a baked potato that was salvaged from your resident picky eater.
My Mother was Queen of Leftovers. Nothing was ever thrown out. Nothing ever spoiled because she was diligent, on top of the refrigerator inventory.
There was always vegetable soup when roast was leftover.
Potato soup or potato cakes when mashed potatoes were needing a facelift.
Leftover bread? Chicken n' dressing was on the menu.
Meatloaf reappeared as chili.
Rice from breakfast could be spanish rice for dinner.
Even milk became buttermilk. Ok, I've lost some of you here...
So if you are trying to stretch those dollars a little farther,
ask Mom or Grandma how she did it in her time.
She's probably still got her recipe for Lima Bean Casserole somewhere!