I can't leave well enough alone. Really I can't - which is why my kids never have real leftovers. I'm talking about honest to goodness leftovers, when the combination of food on your plate looks like a carbon copy of what it did the night before. Maybe I had leftovers too much as a kid, and I'm just working that out. At any rate, when I have enough of a meal left over, I make something new with it. Here's an example:
Colcannon fritters. Yum. Ice-cream scooper fulls of last night's dinner (see prior post) dropped lovingly into bubbling olive oil. Wait until the magic happens. Serve on top of arrabiatta sauce. (from a jar is okay - really it is.) A left-over, not leftover.