Thursday night, I wimped out. We were scheduled to have salad, but by the time I got home from class, we weren’t up for chopping up anything (I should start keep salad stuff premade in the fridge.) We had scrambled eggs and leftover mashed potatoes (actually a very tasty combination.) It worked (I’d had salad for lunch, so there’d already been some greens in my life today) and in five minutes and for effectively 40 cents, since the leftover mashed potatoes had been calculated into the previous night’s dinner, we had supper. It’s hard to complain about that.

Breakfast for meals that aren’t breakfast is one of our favorite things. We did pancakes for lunch yesterday, along with fresh butter than we had churned just to the point of being whipped but not until it actually separated into butter and buttermilk. It was the best lunch we’ve had in awhile.