So, Dave's gone hunting this weekend. We miss him, of course. Especially in the evenings at bath time. Ok, that's me. But I have to share a perk. Dave's a meat man. He loves it and needs to have some accompanying every meal. I try to go veggie every once and a while and, we'll just say he notices. So, when he is away I enjoy preparing and eating vegetarian fare. Oh, I like meat too, I just don't think it's necessary in every meal, every day.
Tonight for dinner Easton and I had mashed potatoes and gravy with broccoli and cauliflower. And I had chocloate milk with it. Easton calls it black milk. :) Sounds good, doesn't it Karen? My sister, Karen, and I used to love eating mashed potatoes and gravy with chocolate milk when she was in college. The cheap stuff, too. Fake potatoes and packet gravy. Yum! I confirm from the size of my ankles and toes that they are loaded with sodium. I'm just going to go sleep off the swelling now.
2 comments:
Yum!Easton just cracks me up! ( black milk)
Ahh, yes. There was nothing better than mashed potatoes w/ brown gravy and chocolate milk in the cafeteria. NOTHING! Those were the days! :)
sounds like a great meal to me! I loved Mashed potatoes, and sometimes i just can't get enough black milk :)
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