This could also be called “Clean Out My Fridge Frittata.” We had a potluck breakfast at church on Easter morning. I woke up that morning trying to decide what I wanted to bring to church. Nothing like waiting until the last moment.
I thought about how I had spinach in the fridge. It was at that moment I decided to make a frittata. The rest of the ingredients were in my fridge or pantry so it was easy to put together.
You ca certainly add more ingredients to the fritatta instead of just spinach, mushroom, and onion. It would be delicious with cubed zucchini (add with the rest of the veggies), cubed bell peppers (add with the rest of the veggies), and olives (add with the Feta cheese).
On the days I have a recipe that I’ve tried previously, I’m going to share a story or another letter to my sister.
I don’t know if you know how much I do miss you. There is one song that I listen to that has lyrics that reminds me of you. I listen to the song and then just cry.
The lyrics that remind me of you are:
“I need a family to drive me crazy.”
“We’ll have tiny boxes for memories.
Open them up and we’ll set them free.”
“But I’ll keep your secrets, if you keep mine.”
“You are the memory that won’t ever lapse
When twenty five years have suddenly passed.”
“Take my picture and the you laugh
Cause I hate the way I look in photographs.”
“Keep the memories, but don’t live in the past.”
“You are the sun in the desolate sky.”
I just discovered the song right before you died and it speaks so much to me and how I feel about you. I know how much you hated me taking photographs of you. Those photos are now precious in my eyes. I see laughter and joy in your face in many of them I wish you knew how blessed of a life you had Tanya.
Right before you died, we got a Quaker Parrot. His name is Password. Todd named him so that is why he has that name. Anyway, he was hatched on Will’s birthday. This week he decided to start talking. Instead of screeching, he’ll start to say beak bump. So funny!
I’ve mentioned before that we were going on a quick road trip in mid July. The Imaginative One had a camp in Kent, Ohio. Then he was going to go to another camp in Michigan. Hubby and I decided to drive him from one camp to the other camp.