Whatever falls on my foot when I open the freezer.
The freezer door is frozen shut. We’re eating out tonight.
I am so there. I hate having to decide what I will feel like fixing and eating at 6 pm when it’s only 7 am and I haven’t had breakfast and have to run out the door for work. If nothing falls out, I close my eyes, reach in and hope for the best. There have been some interesting dinners at my house!
We actually have freezer night on occasion at our house. It’s one of the dangers of shopping at Costco.
Burritos and dumplings anyone?
Fish sticks and dinosaur chicken?
We call that “brown night”.
It’s too hot here to cook. We just have it straight from the freezer.
Yeah, my kids think ‘meatsicle’ night is tops.
Picking up a pizza.
On the way home from the gym.
I like it.
“What’s for dinner?”“Hang on, I’ll check… Ow, fuck!”“What?”“Chicken!”
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