Snoopy Sandwiches
Steve is my hero. It's an hour before the New Semester Meeting at school and I have to feed my children something. It's the last day of the retreat, also known as The Week Without A Weekend, and cooking was just not on the agenda for this evening.
Snoopy Sandwiches were the exact right thing. Quick, easy, novel enough that even if the kids don't end up liking them that much,* they'll still be into them this first time out. And they smell good too.
Thanks, man.
* Never mind. They liked it.
3 comments:
Glad me and Ma could help! (and what kid wouldn't like a Snoopy Sandwich much less or future Costa Rican Overlords?)
Gotta love the Pido. I'm glad your children didn't have to starve.
yum.
Although, I must say, I am a bit of a hot dog snob.
:(
(Nathan's, or Hebrew National, in that order)
:)
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