Leftovers

 Yesterday we focused on leftovers.  That big ham was sliced off the bone. The bone is in the freezer for a pot of beans later this year, the ham will go sandwiches or omelets, or any other recipe where applicable.

The turkey carcass was boiled for stock and the leftover meat will go into a gumbo tomorrow.

The other odd bits will either be eaten or discarded.  One of the grandkids brought a big pot of queso dip.  I'm going to re-heat it in another hour and eat it over fried potatoes.

The weather outside is miserable.  Cold, clammy, rainy, the kind of cold that seeps into your bones.  It is altogether a good day to build a fire.  Those cheese fries are going to taste good later on.  Belle is looking at the weather report, and saying that a venison chili is in our future for Monday.

I see that folks north of us across this great country are having a rather intense winter storm.  As a young man, I lived in the snowy North for three years and snow lost all of its appeal for me.  I'll deal with the oppressive heat of summer, but I don't care if I ever see snow again.

Right now, though, I need to figure out how to save all that cooking oil in the turkey fryer.  I have four gallons to deal with.