We’ve been eating that barbeque every night this week. It’s not that I’m complaining – I’m glad to have a hot meal every night, but poor meal planning is going to cause some burnout in the future.
Tonight I thought I’d make some oven fries to liven things up, but I started them so late they we’re quite done. (Gotta eat by 7, y’know.) as I pulled them from the oven I remembered that we used the last of the ketchup making Lloyd’d barbeque sauce. Dang it!!
Lloyd pulled out different kinds of salad dressings and sauces, but I settled on this:
It is as pink as Pepto Bismol and as garlicky as it isn’t. It was fine. I didn’t care. I am very tired. (There’s a diagonal mirror going from the front top to the back bottom.)