Tues. + Weds. = Nesting Words: driving 300 miles for sloppy joes
We made a spontaneous decision to visit our 17-year-old in Washington, DC this past weekend. He's living there for the semester and we were all missing each other. I have a theory that he was missing good, old home cooking, too. My husband thinks I might be exaggerating just a bit, but I want you to know that he looked so much better when we left than when we first arrived. Circumstantial evidence, maybe, but sometimes a mother knows these things.
totally yummy Indian "fast food"