I get sent home with a fair amount of food. Working in kitchens, you don’t go hungry. Often, pre-seared lamb won’t get sold, and won’t make it until Monday. Enter the fat kid!!! And how about a deli cup of those delicious fucking beans with the shredded duck confit? That would go great with this lamb. I’ve got that balsamic glaze from Italy in the cupboard at home, for drizzling. All the cooks know they can get rid of their various use-able odds, ends, bits and pieces. I used to have a line on some halibut scraps, but I haven’t seen him in a grip. Yes I will have two deli cups of garlic oil. Yes I will take home a day old loaf of brioche. (French Toast, bitches!!) How’s about Chimichuri marinated flank steak? Why yes I can find a use for that. To feed my ever growing teets!! With power-lunch-stlyle sammy action on old blue. Enjoying some vino from the vineyard always helps wash this all down quite nicely. In light of some rather alarming new statistics, it’d good to know that food isn’t going to waste, but to my waist.
