What is going on with The Tart?
I mean, I've never been overtly wasteful, but I have never been this kinda thrifty with food, either.
But ever since getting that freezer, I've suddenly turned into more Betty Crocker than Nigella Lawson... I'm savin' my vegetable scraps for stock (you know as I write this I have a giant pot of vegetable stock simmering on the stove, right? Tis true.) and I'm multi-tasking meals... And this I NEVER do. I just couldn't be bothered.
So, take that tri-tip I made. It was big, over four pounds. We ate it... And ate it. Still so much left. What's my first instinct now? Make machaca breakfast burritos and freeze them!
And like I knew what I was doing, off I went to make machaca with the leftover tri-tip. Machaca is something I grew up on in Southern California... Essentially, shredded beef and scrambled eggs.
Up there in that pot is the remainder of the tri-tip, cut into three hunks, and then I dumped in a chopped onion, chopped red bell pepper, a can of roasted tomatoes, a lot of garlic, a double-sized can of chopped green chilies, some cumin and oregano, and the rest of the Harissa paste. I added some beef broth to cover, covered the whole mess with the heavy Le Creuset lid, and let sit there and simmer until I could shred it.
It even surprised me! This was some tasty stuff. I took half of this and put it into the fridge. The other half got a dozen eggs. ;)
...and a shit-ton of cheese. Oozing with it.
What could be bad about waking up to that some mornings? I wouldn't be mad at ya.
The blessed concoction got wrapped up in flour tortillas, wrapped then in plastic, then foil, and finally placed in the best invention since Coca-Cola, Ziploc bags. Got five breakfasts out of that... Pretty good!
But I wasn't finished reinventing this poor tri-tip from the leftovers of the shredded roast, we had the best French dip sandwiches! [TTT: oh, The Bodyguard wants it noted that it was his idea for the sandwiches... Okay, Bam Bam! Sheesh!]
And to accompany the sandwich was of course the best damn gravy ever because I made is using the brown veal stock... from the freezer. See what I'm talking about! Look at me gettin all crafty!
Come the Clown Apocalypse or the Gnome Revolution, you know who to come find!