Leftover Turkey Magic (also known as Thanksgiving Fried Rice)

So we cooked an entire turkey the other day and ended up with 85% of a turkey cut up in our fridge after the initial feast.  That’s a lot of turkey.

Fortunately, we like eating a lot of turkey, and our first leftover adventure turned into delicious Turkey Fried Rice.  I used a recipe from The New Way to Cook Light as the starting point for the meal.  It’s called Tofu Fried Rice, but turkey or chicken can be easily substituted for tofu.

So adding meat was big change number one.  Big change number two?  Dried/ground ginger instead of fresh.  Not such a huge change.  Big change number three?  No sake.  We didn’t have any, and even though I’m sure it would add an extra something to this meal, I didn’t want to buy any.  So there.

I will say that buying hoisin sauce is a good idea.  It adds so much flavor to recipes, and we finished an entire bottle/jar of it last year.  Before its expiration date!  That’s better than I do with ketchup sometimes, which proves that if you own hoisin sauce, you’ll find plenty of ways to use it.

fried riceSo go thee forth and make some fried rice.  It’s quick, it has lots of pretty colors, and you can dump in extra veggies if you want to be healthier.  It’s my kind of 15-minute meal.

And speaking of Thanksgiving (you know, turkey and leftovers and November)…

I saw this on DesignSponge today and wished that I had the energy to create a pear garland.  It’s purdy.

204_Rosemary-Pear-Garland-500x594It also sounds like it’s easy to make.  The only real catch is that if I put that much good fruit on our front door, either Scott or our friendly neighborhood birds would start eating from the garland at some point.  I will make non-edible garlands.

It’s about a movie and a blog (not mine).

Okay, I love chick flicks.  This is a long-established fact that my friends and family have learned to deal with.  Most of the time, I don’t inflict my problem on them, so it’s no big deal.

I also love Design*Sponge.  I think it’s one of the greatest blogs in existence.

Both of those loves are all girl.  Well, there’s an element of manliness on Design*Sponge, but it’s about the same percentage of manliness that exists in a cinnamon dolce latte.  Even though I’m sure lots of men enjoy that beverage (oh so much), they probably don’t proudly declare that fact during a football game with the guys.

Photo by Starbucks official folks

Anyway, Design*Sponge has lots of types of posts.  One of the categories is called “Living In,” and it takes favorite movies (theirs) and picks out items that could be straight from the set (clothes, house stuff, etc.).  If you ever secretly wanted to live in Alice in Wonderland or something, Design*Sponge can help.  I don’t usually get all excited about the stuff that they have listed, it’s just fun to look at the posts anyway.  And to give them full credit, their favorite movies range from things like Dazed and Confused and Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid to Big and Amelie. There’s something in there for most people.

When Design*Sponge tells me that I haven’t seen one of their favorite movies, and that movie is a classic chick flick, I fix that.  They recently described Love Story as the Holy Grail of movies, which is pretty high praise.  How can you pass up that kind of recommendation?  I then saw that particular movie in the $4 sale stack at Target, purchased it, went home, and started watching it that night.  It’s a couple of weeks later, and I’m still watching that darn movie in five- to ten-minute chunks every single day.  I really should have checked the total film length before I started watching in the first place.

On the one hand, this strange movie experience is like reading a book before bed.  I get through a page and don’t worry about falling asleep promptly at the end of that page.  On the other hand, this is supposed to be an amazing love story (hence the name).  I can’t even make it through 10 whole minutes of the thing.  I feel kind of disrespectful, like I’m heartlessly ignoring the fact that these people are in love and tragic things are happening to them.  Then I don’t care again.  I also remember at some point during the guilt that these are imaginary people.

None of this matters in the grand scheme of things.  I just thought it was noteworthy that there’s a classic chick flick out there that holds absolutely no interest for me.  Wasn’t prepared for that.