When you discover a fantastic recipe that makes oodles of leftovers, it feels like you hit a home-run. D’s cousins called early last week to see if they could stay with us. We knew they would be visiting this weekend to celebrate a 50th birthday, but initially they were planning to stay with friends. Plans changed and it made sense for them to stay with us.
Since they were arriving late, I opted for a casserole. Initially I planned to make a cheater version of enchiladas that her niece had posted, which reminds me of chilaquiles as essentially you layer up the tortillas like a lasagne instead of rolling the contents in the tortilla. Coming off of my aforementioned medicine trial left me feeling quite spacey.