Butternut squash enchiladas, maybe?
Those are good, but the recipe I remember has cream cheese in them.
Of course, I got an email from my dad just now that the lasagna plan has now been scrapped in favor of DIY tacos.
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Butternut squash enchiladas, maybe?
Those are good, but the recipe I remember has cream cheese in them.
Of course, I got an email from my dad just now that the lasagna plan has now been scrapped in favor of DIY tacos.
Those are good, but the recipe I remember has cream cheese in them.
When we make them we use a vegan cream cheese that is quite good.
What about Lamentably Neglected Produce In The Fridge? That's a large source of our composting. That, and coffee grounds and eggshells.
I solve this problem by not buying produce, rarely making coffee, and, um, can you compost eggshells?
Butternut squash enchiladas, maybe?
Ding ding ding ding! Which has nothing at all to do with lasagne. Sorry.
Mine, not Pix. (Although I wouldn't mind being Pix.) Also not really mine; from Vegetarian Times.
Or possibly Pix did, too, and I was just a jackass.
and, um, can you compost eggshells?
You sure can!
Many of my vegetables go to the compost bin without an interim "cooking" stage. I buy vegetables, but then I stare at them and think, "I don't feel like cooking you." Then they become slime and I compost them.
I haven't had a disposal in years. The main thing I don't like about not having one is retrieving the disgusting bits of food from the drain thing.
My god, I just saw an ad for "Hillbilly Handfishin'." Damn.
ION, still no internet at work. So I came home.
Steph makes those, but they're definitely not vegan.
Many of my vegetables go to the compost bin without an interim "cooking" stage. I buy vegetables, but then I stare at them and think, "I don't feel like cooking you." Then they become slime and I compost them.
Yep, this is why I quit buying produce. It's better for me to go a mile up the road to a restaurant and get a salad, than to buy produce in anticipation of a day when I might want to make one, which has never happened.
Yeah, Steph, I remember that Pix got them from you.