So, I don’t really cook. Even with a recipe, things usually turn out not quite right. Edible, but probably not what the end product was supposed to taste like. But ya know what? A family of 4 is expensive to feed; especially when 3 of them are male and 2 of *those* are growing.
So, Daddy and I have talked about it and it’s been decided that I’m going to cook more. I have the approval to comb thru cookbooks and the internet and find stuff to cook. Daddy will buy what I out on the grocery list and according to him as long as we still grocery shop at Walmart, it’ll be cheaper than eating out most of the time.
It’s a good thing I have aprons!