It’s funny how you find yourself falling under wedding traditions when you least expect it. Such as my then-fiance and I suddenly wanting china and stemware that now sits in the cabinet. Or panicking at the last moment with the need for “Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue.”
What’s this got to do with chicken?
I had a taste for chicken yesterday, but no real plan for what to do with it once I got it. I also had parts of two veggies on their last legs and leftover rice from a restaurant.
Result: Tasty improv with something old and something new! (To complete the saying, I “borrowed” money from my bank account to get the chicken, and I ate the finished meal on a blue plate!)
Author Becky Benishek 