I had an amazing pizza once at Piatti (by CSUS), garlic sauce, pistachios, goat cheese, broccolini, and proscuttio. And a Reuben one up here in Oregon, with pastrami and bacon, sauerkraut and Swiss.

His brow is perfect for concerned inquiry.

I only saw pre-first-hit, no smoke plumes or anything that vivid.

No idea!

Like the tortilla in a burrito counts for bread, totally.

Meatloaf.

It doesn’t help that the only bathroom for the 6th grade wing isn’t IN the 6th grade wing, and there is no bathroom in the cafeteria or the play yard.

I have gotten EYE-ann at the Dr office. He also used to call himself “Een” (like, “e’en” in a song)

I was in the lite sped class on Monday, and the only limit there, for the kids who demonstrably NEED to be in the class learning, is one bathroom pass per 40ish minute class.

As a woman, always strike first and fight dirty, it’s our best chance to win.

My husband ate 3 servings, my two older children tried it and described it as “bitter, but also spicy” they went on to eat bologna and mayo on white bread, and a plain baked potato with butter. So, they’re not really into spices anyhow.

Chicken thigh
Andouille sausage
Tomatoes
Carrot
Celery
Bell pepper
Onion
Garlic
Old Bay
Bay leaf
Black pepper
Salt
Rice