Grill cheese samich and a bowl of 'mater soup.
Ummm Ummm
Geron and Brenda
(We have four boys so they go to the wives families for thanksgiving. Whewwwwww! Gloorrryyy!! What a blessing!!!!!.) [hey, Christmas, also!!!!]
We catch them at odd moments throughout the year when we DON"T have to cook -- BTW I have to do 90% of the cooking. Anyway, every bodies such PICKY eaters. "I don't eat this." I don't eat that" When I was young - long time ago- Mom put the food on the table. If you didn't eat it you went hungry

-- If you were absent for a meal you waited till the next.
Lost my cool but held my mouth when I set the honey mustard dressing before the 7 year old grandson. He asks, " what kind is it?? I only eat the kind with the black specks in it."
That woulda been butt whoopin' time when I was a boy
My folks kept a wheel barrow full of "*** whoop" around for "whenever needed"

If it's not broken, you're not trying hard enough.