Packing is Dangerous

Sometimes, when packing, you get into a rhythm. Items show up, get stuffed in boxes, sealed away and on you move to the next item. Most are somewhat organized by room, or classification. All is well. But there are stragglers, both items that didn't fit in other boxes and items that would just fit in this box here in front of you, making more efficient use of space.

Why is that charger there? you think, having already packed the wires and power cords. Doesn't matter, it can fit in this corner of an unrelated box.

Proud of yourself, you move on, and your apartment at the end of the day is an infestation of boxes, but at least it means you are ahead of the game.

And that's when you realize that stray charger was for your cell phone, and you have no idea what box it got shoved into as a space-filler.

Just fry it

Sometimes, one is inspired to make a dish that is a bit on the fancy side. The kind that involves blanches carrots, ginger, peeled tomato, red bell pepper, cucumbers, Tabasco sauce, cumin, and celery. After pureeing all these ingredients and pressing them through a strainer to make the base of your amuse-bouche, you are left with this vegetable pulp.

It seems a waste, but the recipe calls for only the pressed juice. You could just throw it away.

Or, you could take it the next day, chill it, roll it into balls and combine with a beaten egg, some flour, and breadcrumbs to bind it and then fry it in a pan.

I recommend the latter approach.