Before Jim’s last job offer blew up, I made him a special dinner with roast chicken and stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy and all the trimmings. Then the offer went “poof.” Today I bought a roasting chicken from the butcher, got it home and remembered.
He worked late and called en route so I wouldn’t have had time to cook it anyway but I was kind of afraid to do so. So I called a great pizza place and he picked up. I feel bad doing that. But I can make this chicken into Lazy Chicken or an Italian balsamico roasted chicken with onions and potatoes by breaking the bird down tomorrow.
I just don’t want any more bad luck. We’ve been self-funding for several pay periods and I’m not about to buy steaks so have been trying to go with what’s on sale. It’s not what he likes but it’ll turn around soon.
Mr. Steak and Baked Potato Man will be back in business! Oh, it’s “loaded” baked potatoes. Not much bad cholesterol in those meals!!! I do try to watch the sour cream…
