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I took one of those Trader Joe's frozen all-you-need-to-do-is-bake-it pork chops with apple and almond stuffing. I popped that into the oven alongside some potatoes au gratin I was carefully overcooking (I like 'em thickened up and all crispy on top). Why no, tonight's dinner is not at all good for my heart.
It sure looks a lot more like Real Food than most anything I do around here. "It even smells like food," Rob said. (This in direct contrast to lunch. Or maybe it isn't, given how Rob feels about food.) I was all impressed.
I don't know if it particularly qualifies as fine dining, but wow do I ever have three feline furforms who think it must be. I have their complete and undivided attention. :-)
It sure looks a lot more like Real Food than most anything I do around here. "It even smells like food," Rob said. (This in direct contrast to lunch. Or maybe it isn't, given how Rob feels about food.) I was all impressed.
I don't know if it particularly qualifies as fine dining, but wow do I ever have three feline furforms who think it must be. I have their complete and undivided attention. :-)
