Single Diner Dinner

Occasionally, when his sales managers are in town, My Beloved has dinner out with them and I'm on my own to scrounge supper out of the fridge. I don't much like to cook when it's just me.

On a recent occasion, I considered and rejected poached eggs on toast, repurposed (love that word!) pork loin and plannedover turkey breast sandwich. All were fine, sure, why not, okay - but none were truly tempting.

Rummaging through the crisper drawer, I struck metaphorical gold - three celery sticks - the goldy-green ones that are near the center of the head.

Eureka! Slather a little super chunky peanut butter down the centers and you have a snacky dinner worth waxing literary about!