I'm sick of food; I'm sick of cooking, I'm sick of packing lunches and I'm sick of grocery shopping. I guess the only think I'm not sick of is actually eating the food. Which is one of my favorite things.
When I was growing up, once or twice every winter my mom would make pancakes for dinner. It was awesome. Since I have no mad pancake-making skillz, we're having biscuit, egg, pepper, sausage & cheese casserole, a recipe which the Big Man and I have perfected together over the past 6 months or so. It'll be my first attempt at solo casseroling.
I think I'm ready :)
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