You Win Some . . .

Meals today were rather a mixed bag. Breakfast was cheese grits made with some of the lovely yellow corn grits I brought back from Atlanta. I found a clump of mold in the shredded cheddar, but I was able to remove it, and the rest of the cheese was fine. The mold is a sign that I need to use that cheese soon, so I know what breakfast will be for the next few days. Lunch was less successful. I had taken some ground beef out of the freezer, and decided to do something with it over pasta, but tomato sauce wasn't doing it for me, so I started with onions and mushrooms. I remembered a can of cream of mushroom soup, so a dollop of that made the sauce. But somehow it was rather blah in the end. It needed something to give it a lift. Sour cream maybe. I'll try again in a few days; there is more soup. Supper tonight, however, was another hit. I found a nice steak, and put it under the broiler. The only fresh potato I had was a russet, and since I was broiling the steak, that put the oven out of commission. Tater tots cooked in oil in the skillet were a fine substitute; they come out so much more crispy and lovely than when done in the oven, but there is the added fat. I finished off the plate with some green peas. In the end I had a better dinner than I could have gotten at any restaurant in town. There was even dessert - some fudge I made yesterday. There are good things buried in the freezer. The problem is just that - they're buried. And sometimes by the time I find them, they're not so good any more. I'm hoping that when there's less there, I'll be able to find and use the good things I've put in there for safe keeping.