I found some patty-shaped-vaguely-meat-looking-things in the freezer tonight. I'm not sure what they are or who put them there. I sure don't remember putting them there, but then again we know how reliable my memory has been of late. I'm hungry though and it's dinner time, so it's time for an adventure.

You see, I've been trying to avoid grocery shopping the last couple of weeks in order to force myself to eat all the stuff I bought at one point or another that seemed good at the time but has never actually been eaten. I've got cans of three bean salad sitting in my cupboard from before I left for Iraq. God only knows how old the maybe meat patties are. I can say definitively they're less than 2 years old, because I've only lived here a year and a half. Beyond that, I can't vouch for their age. Anyway, I've reached the point where all the good stuff is gone. So now the unknown food stuffs are on the skillet. I figure in a few minutes I should have an idea what they are, once they warm up and start to smell.

Wish me luck.