Glenn

Last Wednesday, I was standing in my kitchen at 5:30 PM with absolutely no dinner plan when my 9-year-old walked in and announced he was “starving to actual death.” My husband peeked around the corner with that look that said, “Please don’t make me order pizza again.” That’s when I spotted the bag of tater … Read more

Friday afternoon, my 9-year-old burst through the front door with his usual post-school energy and immediately started rifling through the pantry. “Mom, I’m STARVING, and we never have anything good,” he announced dramatically, as if we don’t grocery shop weekly. That’s when I spotted the bag of Doritos on the counter and had what can … Read more

The first time I made this casserole, my husband walked into the kitchen, took one whiff, and said, “Did you order cheesesteaks for dinner?” When I told him it was actually a casserole I’d thrown together with ground beef and whatever cheese we had in the fridge, he raised an eyebrow like I was pulling … Read more