Post Hell-week, I made a meal using up the leftover rice and leftover potatoes that were still in the fridge:
- curried rice (with Madras sauce from Quick After-Work Curries)
- spicy potato patties stuffed with peas, spinach and chile from Ismail Merchant's Passionate Meals
Spouse shoveled up a forkful of one dish and then added a good helping of the other onto same forkful.
The same forkful.
Why did I bother making two things? Why spend an hour cooking two dishes when I could have made one thing with one taste in 20 minutes?
When I pointed out that I had made two dishes from two different recipes and that each had a different taste to enjoy, my spouse told me that I was being too directive. That it all gets mixed up in the digestive process anyway.