I thought the brisket we corned last week was going to end up too small for multiple leftovers.
What would I want more, hash or a sandwich? (Because I like almost all slabs of meat best in leftovers. But we seriously devoured slices of the delicious protein on day one.)
It turns out there's enough meat left for both.
Out of habit, I went for the sandwich first. Hash still a'comin'.
You got an opinion about those deli sandwiches with three-inch stacks of juicy, paper-thin meat? Yeah. Stupid. You can't put your mouth around that, and Nobody should be eating that much animal product at one meal.
So we cut the meat thinnish and piled it only a couple of layers thick. Mustard. Rye bread. Full stop.
Very satisfying, and now I'm ready to move on to the hash.
Whoops, there's enough meat left for Two more meals. Two more corned-beef leftover meals? Joyous dilemma. Another sandwich and a hash? Two hashes?