During the week-end I enjoy and love cooking. Then comes Monday, a long day at work, and the first thing I hear when I open the front door when finally at home: what's for dinner? Well, I ask myself that same question, what's for dinner?
The traffic on the roads is bad these days, so shortly after the summer holidays, and I had no energy for shopping after work for something to cook. I open the fridge and ask myself again: what's for dinner?
Well, I find some leftover "fishcakes", we have alot of fabulous cheese from our Denmark trip which needs to be eaten soon, there are some potatoes from yesterday, the old grey and blue Delft pot always contains onions, there is macaroni in a drawer.......My cooking mood rises, and it doesn't take long untill I find myself humming together with the music on the cd player (Giuliano Carmignola playing Concerto Veneziano by Vivaldi, Locatelli and Tartini - perfect Monday music) making a white sause rich with melted cheese, and soon the Monday leftover dish is in the oven, and I go out in the rain to pick some fresh flowers for the table.
Four around the table this Monday, me, two daughter's and a friend of one of them (dh is working extra hours) and we enjoy a Monday Leftover Feast. ......and in my mind I memorise Gandhi's words: Live simply, that others might simply live.