I've been eating some bad food lately. As in, a handful
of Doritos for dinner. Long story. So, one night last
week, Ron came home with a jewish sloppy joe ...
sorta. It was corned beef with some of the *best*
pastrami I've ever had, russian dressing, coleslaw,
like that. I was in heaven, and I ate almost a whole
half (these are big sandwiches). Success, nancy ate solid
food!

Next night, the surprise of my life. A bucket of Kentucky
Fried Chicken! Original recipe! Yes, I know, I know.
But I do, indeed, have a soft spot in my heart for KFC.
Yes, the skin was quite salty, I didn't care. The meat was
quite good, I had a drumstick. I have to say, I wasn't wild
about the mashed potatoes and gravy. I did like the cole
slaw.

Considering how difficult it is to get KFC around here, you
can see he's on a mission to get me to eat.

Next night, he made fabulous marinated flank steak and
sliced it see through ... it was outrageous. I'll be darned if
I can remember what the sides were, but I remember they
were great, too.

Last night ... he saw some recipe on Lidia with her mother.
Very plain. He got a bee in his bonnet to make that. Chicken
pieces with potatoes and onions and bacon. How bad can it
be? Holy crow, was it good. The potatoes and onions, you
couldn't stay away from them. Super carmelized, out of this
world. Chicken was great, too.

I have to refrain from eating too heartily, I'll stop being spoiled
super rotten and going back to being just spoiled rotten. (laugh)

nancy