Plinky prompt of the day:
What was your go-to "broke meal?"
Beans & rice ~ or Arroz y Frijoles, as I called them in order to feel ethnic, revolutionary and unbroke. As if it was my meal of choice, a protest against patriarchal oppression, or maybe something with the Sandinistas...or...I don't know. I was broke.
I still love beans & rice, but now I gormandize them with wine like the detached bourgeois I've worked so hard to become. Vino la revolucion!
When I was young, it was ramen. When I was first married, it was beans and rice (endlessly). We ate so many of them I don't know if I could eat them again.
ReplyDeleteNow it's split pea soup. I love it but I'm still grateful we're not so broke anymore.