Inspired by this and in a mostly successful effort to avoid pulling up fenceposts in my yard, I’m photoblogging my Sunday dinner.
It all started last night watching Feasting on Asphalt. Watching the fry bread part and seeing the burrito inspired me to stop by the grocery store, pick up some chuck and some peppers and toss them in the crockpot. This morning I had some lovely shredded beef.
Which I thought about all morning because I was hungry and due to a series of very unfortunate events I had no leftovers at church. A cup of coffee does not a meal make. Not even three cups of coffee makes a meal. With all this time to think about it, I determined that it needed beans to go with the lovely shredded beef.
In order to heat the beans I had to find the pot. It was in the fridge. With rice in it.
A fortuitious circumstance. I decided to add the rice to the mix. Having liberated my pot from the rice, I grew, picked, dried, soaked and cooked the beans. Or possibly, I dumped the can in the pot and heated until hot.
I needed something to hold it all together. The obvious choice was tortillas. And desperately not wanting to a. drive to the store and b. spend money I busted out some oddly shaped bread products.
Put it all together and hold it too close to the camera and you get this yummy meal.
It’s not roast beef and mashed potatoes, but it was still a darned fine Sunday dinner.
And now, fortified by this meal, I’m off to dig holes and wrestle with fences.