It’s funny how, when you’re a kid, you love the most random foods. My mother would spend hours making a nice, expensive meal that I would refuse to touch. We had weekly showdowns where I would opt to go directly to bed rather than eat the food on my plate. Other nights, in what I now recognize as the leaner times, she’d stretch our food budget with traditional recipes that I couldn’t get enough of. Roast Beef Hash was a staple in our house and a favorite dish of my older sister and me. It’s a nice way to turn a few ounces of leftover roast beef into a meal for the entire family. I’ve carried on this tradition and it’s still one of the prized meals in our house.
