My favorite poor food since I had a place to cook in college is beans and rice… all kinds of beans with jasmine rice. I’ve taken to adding quinoa in with my rice for texture and a protein kick.
My dad mentioned adding smoked turkey wings to collards. And it clicked in my brain — pot of beans.
Right now, I’m enjoying black and red beans, slow cooked for 10 hours with smoked turkey wings I found for less than $2 at Winn Dixie. Used chicken broth, onions, spices like oregano, whole garlic, cumin, bay leaf, sea salt, and cracked pepper.
Especially with hot tea.
I came home from a long and exhausting day and crashed. I has been a gross muggy and rainy day. Two meetings and a Christmas luncheon triggered a migraine which almost negated the catered lunch provided into my desk side trashcan. I sat at my desk covering my eyes, trying to roll calls. My lovely coworker took pity and gave me motrin and ginger ale. Helped a lot.
Also, the dreaded Aunt Flo had to show her ugly mug in the middle of the meeting.
So, after waking from my crash when I went straight home, and not to Yoga Wednesday, beans with smoked turkey wing, over rice and quinoa, with a squirt of sriracha, after this shitty day, is so amazing.
Also, Vesper Cat snuggles.