My mother used to par-cook things. Not that I paid any attention, but I would often hear her say she'd par-cooked this, or she'd par-cooked that. What I mean is, it was a regular thing she did. Often. But I have never done it.
I defrosted some chicken the other day and didn't end up using it; coming home after five p.m. today, I couldn't really - I didn't want to eat dinner too late. But I did not want it to linger defrosted in the refrigerator and then I suddenly thought of it - I would par-cook it! So I did. I seasoned it and put it in the oven for an hour.
It's funny that I haven't done this before. Maybe it's my new enthusiasm for bread-making over a period of days that gave me the idea. Hmm.