is a staple of the poor person’s diet. tonight i made dinner for T and H.
fried eggs for T with chocolate chip pancakes (from scratch—with buttermilk!) and red/new potato home fries.
H and I added strawbs to our pancakes and subbed fresh sliced strawbs for the eggs.
I cut my finger slicing the potatoes, but it wasn’t too bad. That’s the hazard of cooking in! T and I have vowed to make food every night this week and not eat out once. we shall see!




