What’s the Answer?
Yesterday at breakfast I asked Jacob what he wanted for dinner that night. (The very fact that I was thinking about dinner before 8 am is a flat out miracle). I still haven’t made a “big” grocery store run since our Spring Break trip and it’s been slim pickings in the food department around here. I knew I was going to the store later and was hopeful he would tell me just the thing to make. He suggested something that…