Another mad dash home from work – this time from the ski mountain – and an even madder dash to get dinner on the table, particularly because tomorrow is grocery day (translation – empty fridge and pantry.) However, all of the chaos was proven well worth it when my five-year-old muttered an unprompted “I love this” midway through the meal. I am still in shock.
Frittata made with sharp cheddar cheese and leftover steamed broccoli
Whole wheat toast triangles
Canned peaches