Except…..it tasted horrible.  We each took one bite and that’s as far as we could go, I even spit mine out.  Ugh.

So, back to the fridge….

Matthew had a leftover chicken sandwich and some olives.

I had some frozen chicken nuggets and bbq chips.  And yes, that is Chic-fil-a sauce on my plate, I bring it home, I have a weakness for Chic-fil-a.

So the moral of the story is, sometimes no matter how hard you try to make a good homemade dinner, you sometimes just had to punt.

(look at me, I made a sports reference!)