After many nights of being out, I enjoyed a quiet night at home last night. Dinner was super simple. I defrosted some leftover spinach lasagna, reheated it, made a big salad and just like that….dinner was done.
This morning I toasted up an English muffin and smeared it with peanut butter. I also had some sliced strawberries to go with it.
I dropped the kids off at school, went to my nail appointment and then my doctor appointment. Afterwards I stopped at Submarina for lunch. I ordered a roast beef sandwich on squaw bread with everything (except olives) on it.
I have a confession to make. I love condiments. I do not discriminate. If there’s a sauce, a dip or a spread, I’m all over it. For my sandwich today, I asked for mustard. The lady at the sandwich shop spread a bit on one of the slices of bread. I asked her to put it on the other slice too. Hey! I want to be able to taste it! Actually, let’s get real. I want to do more than taste it. I noticed they had packets of extra mustard by the drink area and helped myself to some. I put a bit of extra mustard on each bite.
I went through 6 packets of mustard. Admitting your problem is the first step.
After I pick up the kids from school, I need to hop in the shower and get dressed. Yup, another night out. This time it’s a company party for my husband. I’m looking forward to some good food!
Are you addicted to any condiments?
I actually despise most condiments including mayo and mustard. But I've been known to bust out the ketchup bottle for my Thanksgiving turkey, which grosses out my husband every year!!ReplyDelete
My husband puts ketchup on everything. You guys would make a great pair. :)