We didn’t have any, because I fed the leftover salad and casserole to the dog – and there wasn’t much of it. It was leftover casserole in both senses of the word. The dog (my sheepdog, an Aussie girl named Ash) will eat just about anything in the vegetable range. We jsut got her to try limp celery – we now have a celery disposing unit. But since she sleeps in my room at the foot of the bed (on the floor, not on the bed) this may have been a mistake.
Sorry this didn’t happen on friday, but Good Friday is a day of solemn fasting, and I didn’t have the stomach for emptying the refrigerator and seeing what was yucky.