Sometimes things don't work out exactly as you planned. I found a recipe for a roasted vegetable salad that sounded just scrumptious. How could you go wrong with asparagus and red peppers? Well, they weren't the problem, per se. The problem turned out to be the eggplant.
Folks have told me since that I overcooked the eggplant by a lot, but I was just following the directions. The more I stirred and tasted this concoction, the worse it looked (and tasted).
I sure as hell wasn't going to eat it. I mean, just look at that brown lifeless puddle of goo. And the vinegar was like a sharp pop in the nose with a stick. I thought and thought about what I could do to rescue this since Dad argued with me about just throwing it away. I most assuredly was not setting this dish out for guests though.
So, I picked through and pulled out the asparagus and peppers, also saving a few of the onions. Made a bit of pasta to mix it with, and put a little catalina dressing on the whole thing. It still wasn't great, I won't be making it again, but at least it was edible. And at least it stopped looking like someone had already eaten and regurgitated it.