Days are confusing.

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Both because I am changing days and night around, and because I am awake in two days at once.  Is it Saturday?  It was, when I woke up.  Sunday now.  Ugh.  So, trying to check, each day.  Clarify which day it is, at a given time.  Remembering.    Sitting here, I had to check, think, put that into memory.

Good.  I do my best.

Had doubts about dinner.  I had a package of burger.  Dubious, old.  Still, it's what I had.  And cabbage.  Some Yahoo had suggested cabbage burritos, or cabbage lasagna.  I just didn't have it in me.  But... I did make massive patties, and boiled them.  Hoping... they wouldn't be bad.  The burger was just on the edge of... being not quite right.

Still, I gave it a shot.  Wasn't sure how it would all work out.  Boiled the burgers a good, long, time.  Then pulled them.  Putting them in the oven to set, while I then boiled the cabbage.  Which I... well, not boiled.  Steamed.  Literally, in a basket, above the boiling water.  Both of those items.

When finished, mostly, I added one of the patties back in, let that all sit for twenty minutes.  The put some of each on a plate, with salt and butter.  Could have added pepper, but strangely wasn't in the mood for that.  And?

And, it... was actually rather delicious.  I am absolutely amazed.  I tried a nibble of the burger, plain, unsalted, without butter.  Bleh.  But just a touch of butter, and salt, and with the cabbage, it was very very good.  I cleared the plate, easily.  And so very simple.  No real mess, or fuss.

Ah, something I thought I'd suggest?  When processing the cabbage, I cut out the heart... the stem piece inside.  That, I consider, the chef's treat.  I eat that, raw, right as I do one half.  Saving the other half for that later.  It's a delicious little piece of extra.  Sometimes they aren't good.  But often?  Crunchy, peppery all on their own.  I don't add salt, just eat raw and fresh.  Try it.  Might not like it, but I hated wasting it.  It was a slight acquired taste, now I look forward to the delight.

Waste not, want not.  And, whether pig, cabbage, or whatnot, eat the oink, if possible.  I try.  Do not like wasting, or going without.  Treats all around the culinary world, if one knows where to look, and will train their tastes.  Sharing them as I remember them.

Good morning, and day.  Be well.  Scoot.  The world is probably waiting for you, or someone or something is.  I like that about you.