Making it until Grocery Day
There is no other word for meatballs but meatballs. I tried, but it started sounding dirty, even to me.
Stories of this life gone astray
There is no other word for meatballs but meatballs. I tried, but it started sounding dirty, even to me.
While dinner was still baking in the preheated 400º oven for the required 35 minutes — because Shepherd’s Pie is nothing if not a gussied up casserole — David and I watched Jeopardy on TV.