Skit...it's a simple concept. Cook whatever past you have on hand. Add spaghetti sauce, a can of corn, and maybe some olives. Stir it all up and enjoy. Seems ideal for a person without a lot of time to prepare an elaborate meal. At some point in my adolescent years I decided I had eaten my last skit. Never again would I partake. I'm not sure where my disdain for the the meal originated but what I do know is it was severe.
Fast forward to my adult life. I put some leftover past, sauce, and veggies in a dish for a perfect lunch to take to work the next day. That next day I innocently opened my lunch, heated it up and began to enjoy. It was only then that I realized it...I'd made skit. Not only had I made it, I was enjoying it. And so the internal battle rages today. Although I think I'm finally embracing it. Bring on the skit!!
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What a great idea, Min! Thanks for sharing! :-)
Looks good to me! Not quite as good as cruise food, but hey, a close second!
We called it Goulash when I was growing up. I too am guilty of making this dish for my family.
Oh Mindy, such is life and growing up. All the things you said you'd never do because when your mom did it, it bugged you so much, is just who you become. You can't help it, it just happens. But face it, your mom was pretty great anyway, so just go with it!!!
Sure love ya, sweetie.
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