Everybody is making a mad dash to the grocery store and gas stations now that snowmaggedon is winding down here in Texas. But hey, I trained for this in 2020. So to avoid going to the store (haven’t been in 10 days) we decided to make tuna casserole for dinner. This was just a, “Hey, we’ve got tuna and noodles and stuff - let’s make a casserole.” I can honestly say I probably haven’t eaten this since the late sixties as a kid. We went all out and had Texas sheet cake too. I suggested that my wife put on a frilly apron along with heels and pearls to serve it to me. Well, that didn’t work out. I couldn’t even get her to make me a Manhattan. What’s the world coming to? We drug out my 1956 copy of Betty Crocker’s Cookbook to make sure we did it right. I don’t think this is a flavor profile I’ll crave again any time soon but it was fun and nostalgic. I may set this out for her to read later. If I don’t respond on the forum for a few days you might check in on me.
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