I stood in front of the fridge this morning packing things up for the day. Grabbed the gluten-free pizza and broccoli for lunch, the shrimp pasta for Megan… “hmmm, do I need anything else?”. That’s when I noticed a salad I made on Sunday night for a lunch this week was tucked away in the back of my fridge. I felt bad for it, it wasn’t going to get to live out it’s healthy, leafy glory. Do you ever do that? Feel bad for inanimate objects — food, stuffed animals, books etc. It’s ridiculous, I know.
I packed it along figuring I’d eat it at work or toss it. About halfway from Denver to Fort Collins I decide that I’m too broke to be wasting food (especially delicious, healthy food) and that I will be eating it for breakfast if I have to choke down each leaf and brussel sprout as I go.
And, I’m proud to admit that I did just that. So here it is, my “leftover” breakfast – salad and green tea – in all it’s awesomeness. Maybe I’ll start a salad for breakfast streak, then again, maybe not.
In the salad: baby romaine, brussel sprouts, brown rice, chicken breast and walnuts. All topped off with red wine vinaigrette.