Roll of the Dice

I make lists; all sorts of lists. It’s my way of bringing a little order into an otherwise disorderly life. Thursdays I clean the fridge and freezer. It doesn’t completely eliminate wasted food, but it ensures that nothing is in there long enough to sprout legs and walk away. I write down the food I have left, and I make a weekly menu listing the dishes I’d like to make using them. The items I’ll need to make those dishes go on my shopping list Friday morning. When the same meal gets pushed to the next week again and again, I eventually have to admit I don’t REALLY want to make it. I have some lamb in the freezer I had earmarked for a tagine. The recipe is long and complicated. Chances are the results will be disappointing, especially since by now it probably has freezer burn. What do I really want? That’s easy: mac and cheese!