Adam and I have already planned our future dogs' names. We plan to call them Bogie and Birdie as a tribute to Adam's golf fanaticism. However, any creature we bring home in the near term will have to be called Disarray, in honor of our complete disarray. Disi, for short.
When we were at my apartment today trying to clear it out for a tenant, we realized the freezer was full of (delicious) frozen meal elements. We brought a bunch of it home today and it gave me a burst of inspiration (and help) to get another real meal on the stove for my hubs.
I opened up my copy of Pioneer Woman's cookbook and got to it:
So this is the glorious chunk of meat leftover from last Thanksgiving. It was the centerpiece of our pot roast.
And then I covered it with broth and it went in the oven for awhile. And came out as bliss:
It was almost like old times...except I didn't make a dessert.
I'll let Adam scoop me some ice cream instead. Yum!