Okay, so last night? We ate homemade spinach lasagna. Yup. With garlic bread and a nice tossed salad. It's not always pizza and ChikFilA around here, you know.
Truth to tell, it was David who made the lasagna. And the garlic bread. But I was the one who bought all the ingredients. AND I had to find the scissors so that I could cut open the bag of salad.
Take THAT, Betty Crocker.
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i share a similar role at my house!
ReplyDeleteFinding the scissors can be really hard (at least at my house:-)!
ReplyDeleteIt's that way around here now--I've got SB making me all kinds of food.
ReplyDeleteTwo of us now at home means that dinner is sometimes cereal, eggs, or grilled cheese. From a woman who used to cook for 6-12, I feel like I have fallen far!
ReplyDeleteMy husband made Manhattan Clam Chowder tonight, but he snuck tofu into it. His dad said it tasted delicious (and it did); his mother wanted to know why it looked curdled. He confessed and my FIL took back his compliment.
ReplyDeleteThat was yesterday, today we had tuna sandwiches. I'm really motivated lately!
ReplyDeleteCould we borrow David for a day or two?
ReplyDeleteScissors? Opening the bag? The dumping?
ReplyDeleteTotally home cooking.