Made a tofu-like-substance (a home made garbonzo bean powder and water blend, rather than the typical fermented soy bean product sold in stores) variety platter by marinating a diced chunk in an Asian blend sauce, another chunk in a lemon/garlic/dill/rosemary sauce, and the last chunk in a barbecue sauce.
Roasted it until crispy-ish on the outside...and served fresh green beans topped with fresh cucumber/tomato/onion to go along with it. Will use the leftover tofu stuff to top salads, make sandwiches, or just snack on. I continue to be amazed by the chickpea/garbonzo bean and all the things that can be made with them and their flour.
Talked myself out of making the tofu stuff for weeks now...even though I've done it many times before. It took a whole 20 minutes or so in making it and getting the sauces ready to marinate, and about 30 to roast it, turning it once, halfway through.
But damn if my brain didn't have me convinced that it was going to be the biggest pain in the ass, ever, and I shouldn't even bother, along with many other dishes I used to frequently concoct and share.
It's like that part of my brain has gone on strike, and the rest of my body is expanding and suffering the consequences of the "convenient" much quicker choices. My brain can complicate any damn thing if I give it half a chance, most especially the things I thought I already had a pretty good handle on. Grrrrr... Must re-route some neural pathways, along with some taste buds.