When I woke up and tried to convince my boyfriend to take me out to brunch, he countered with a request for breakfast in bed. Um, no. I do NOT like the idea of food anywhere near my clean sheets. But I did agree to raid the fridge and make breakfast/brunch for us both.
I had three eggs. I whisked them together with a little half and half (no milk in the house), some sea salt and cracked black pepper. In a small frying pan, I heated some chopped prawns, asparagus, and red chili oil leftover from Chinese takeout night (Tuesday). I added the eggs and, voila. Spicy shrimp scrambled eggs.
Next up, pork belly fried rice. I chopped the leftover sliced pork belly and also used the chili oil from that dish to start the sautee. Then I added a carton of brown rice and cooked it until the rice began to adhere to the bottom of the pan. In Spanish cooking, the burnt brown ends are considered the prize of the paella.
Finally, I threw halved whole-wheat English muffins under the broiler until they were just short of black. These I served with kimchi butter that I bought at Momofuku Milk Bar last Sunday. The kimchi butter was spicy. It also had rendered bacon in it (I kind of feel like they should have told me this before, but whatever). My companion claimed it tasted like a Slim Jim. I'm not sure if I disagree, but it doesn't really matter; it was still good.
Asian leftovers may be the best equipment for a spontaneous meal, assuming you can handle the spice in the morning. As for me, I have an iron stomach.