a class act

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After the par-for-the-course tiff about what we should have for dinner tonight and the subsequent ruling-out of any pizza/sub/fast-food option, Beloved and I went through the cabinets and decided to pull together the last dredges of food in the house: a packet of brown gravy, a few scrapes of sour cream, some egg noodles, and a few hamburgers we defrosted and crumbled up into a saucepan. Voila! We have stroganoff … and a slight problem; namely, no clean dishes or silverware.

So we did what anyone whose entire kitchen is in the dishwasher would do — combined the noodles and gravy in a saucepan, fetched our last two forks, and pulled the coffee table over to the couch so we could eat. The finishing touch? Watching Tyler Florence make butter-basil tuna on vegetable ratatouille on the “Food Network” while we ate. Dream big, I always say. :)