No, I’m not writing to confess how much food waste family life creates. That’ll come in a year or so. (Joking, hopefully).
More to the point, my parents are in town helping out while we get used to life with a son (a cute guy, in my humble opinion). Fortunately for us, my mom has been doing a lot of cooking. In watching some of her practices, I’ve been reminded how I became drawn to the issue of food waste.
No leftover is too small to throw out. All scribbles can enhance another meal or snack. In particular, I got a kick out of one tactic:
A generous takeout-barbecue-lunch provided by my sister-in-law left us with a slew of leftover buns. My mom sized them up and saw garlic bread. Totally!
And they were great. Yes, this was just a small thing, but it provided hope that parenthood isn’t synonymous with food waste. Now I’m doubly confident we’ll be OK on that front.
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Thanks to everyone for passing along your kind wishes and to my brother Seth for pitching in with a very cool post.
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