Canned Legacy in the Pantry

Luckily, we have a can of salmon. We also have a can of tuna along with the ultimate protection against hunger – a can of Spam.

I know how to stock a pantry. And how to always, always figure out something to make for dinner even when the refrigerator and freezer are found wanting.

This seems a flimsy legacy unless I can make it a metaphor for something more impressive, more powerful and life-altering.

Let’s see. There’s the legacy of making do, conversely read as having very low standards and lower still interest in spending money in restaurants when we can cook our own dinner. Beyond that, maybe the puffery about my pantry reflects preparedness and unflappability. Or maybe I’m the rare bird who can look at a can of salmon and see its beautiful potential. If I see it in a can of salmon, don’t I also see it in people?

Taking the salmon patty route is made very attractive by the fact that we have a bottle of remoulade sauce with horseradish that somebody (not me) bought on the sale rack for 99 cents. Now, we are sounding pitiful.

We are not pitiful!

We are people who eat salmon patties with remoulade sauce with horseradish on a Wednesday night when it is cold out and has been raining all day. The patties will be beautifully fried and there will be a couple of nice sides like maybe couscous or noodles and a small salad with tomato and avocado. Dinner will be luscious.

That ought to be good for my legacy.

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