Friday, May 30, 2014

Food Waste Friday and True Food Confessions--May 30, 2014

It's time for Food Waste Friday, when the Frugalgirl encourages us to post pictures from the previous week of wasted food from our household. This accountability hopefully will help us to be more careful with our food and maybe save some money. Also, I am using this public forum to encourage us to eat out less which includes better meal planning. You can follow how we are doing in this endeavor by reading True Food Confessions. (Thanks to Jo from Simply Being Mum for sponsoring FWF this week.)

This Week's Food Waste

I knew that we had some potatoes that had to be used soon, but I didn't quite make it to them soon enough. We had one potato that was unsalvageable. If it had only been shriveled, I would have soaked it and used it. But alas, it was rotting too. Oh, well. The other two made some good fried potatoes.

This Week's True Food Confessions

I grew up in a time and place when bacon was king. Every morning, my hard-working, lineman father would have bacon and three eggs, over-easy, for breakfast. This meant an accumulation of bacon grease in our grease can. Some people kept their grease can on the stove, but my food-safety-conscious mother kept ours in the refrigerator. But nevertheless, we always had a delicious supply of bacon grease to cook with. And, boy, did our food taste good. However, we eventually became enlightened nutritionally, and my father started having a bowl of Total cereal every morning instead of bacon and eggs.  That made it hard to fill the grease can and at some point it was gone all together. We adapted, but we still occasionally drooled over the thought of over-easy eggs and potatoes fried with bacon grease.

So last night, I was having a bit of nostalgia and we had bacon for supper. This was for two reasons--one was to try out some naturally cured bacon (it was good), and two was to have some fried potatoes and wilted spinach-- both of which can't really be done properly without bacon. At least, not from my perspective. And to round it out, we had roasted asparagus. We were lucky because the spinach and asparagus were fresh from Uncle Billy's garden.

I got a bit distracted with my malfunctioning camera, and burned some of the fried potatoes, but the rest were good.  Almost as good as I remember Mrs. Shepherd's were. Mrs. Shepherd was a neighbor who kept her grease can on the stove and had fried potatoes every night for supper. I loved visiting her around that time. I also wilted the spinach in the bacon grease. Yum. So last night, we had a delicious supper where I managed to slip some vegetables in with our bacon. :)