My oven still isn't working but a pot roast in the Crockpot is what I was just thinking about for tomorrow.
Probably with rice and homemade bread on the side.
I've no idea what I'm doing for tonight. I may just end up with takeout again.
That's the one thing I miss about the hospital. I didn't have to worry about what I was going to eat. Three meals a day just magically appeared.
Winston Churchill. "I am prepared to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me is another matter."