~Thu~ Mar 29th 2007
This is a guest post from my wife, who thinks the following story is simply hysterical.
J.D. and I are fairly good at eating our leftovers. I often intentionally create leftovers for my sack lunches or an easy weeknight dinner. J.D. has improved at remembering we have them since instituting his leftover list on the fridge. But last night he returned to his evil ways, and I thought I’d share it with his readers.
For several weeks, we’ve had a half-jar of homemade marinara sauce in the fridge. Made with last summer’s garden tomatoes, it’s Good Stuff. Thinking I ought to use it soon, I added a roll of pre-made polenta to last weekend’s grocery list, envisioning some northern Italian goodness.
On Sunday afternoon I actually had the ingredients on the kitchen counter, moments away from fixing dinner. The oven was preheating. My stomach was growling. Then J.D. came [...]

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