As someone who cooking does not come naturally to, planning suppers isn’t always easy. The days have been worky this week, and my plans for meals have been more or less thrown together. Today, as I worked to tidy the island, I found a cloth grocery bag full of hot dog buns that were going to start going bad any day. So I figured we’d make someone with those. However, we have hot dogs often enough, and we just had grilled cheese. So I decided pizza buns would work.
Another fun challenge of cooking right now is Brady. His mouth hurts. Lots and lots of things hurt. And if it doesn’t hurt, it often tastes bad. Chocolate sometimes burns, or tastes like metal, or like soap. Things like that are so extra disappointing. Bacon tastes like nothing. Lots of things taste like nothing. But seasonings and sweets pretty much hurt all across the board. Celery burns, guys. Celery.
So I made a plan for pizza buns, knowing that bread works for Brady, as does cheese. Luckily, I was crazy behind, and he came home before I had built all the buns. He tasted a little shot of pizza sauce, and deemed it appropriate. Same with both ham and pineapple, which was totally unexpected for both Brady and I! So I kept things simple and decided everyone would have ham and pineapple.
I made two big pans worth and they went over great!
LD ate three halves and Spoons ate four!
I believe there was only one left. A great success! And we used up all the buns! Heyooo! Wins all around.
Sometimes they super easy supper is the winner.