Cherub 1 has dance class on Mondays so unless I crock-pot-it (not), we our out of luck at 5pm when we get out of dance and we have no dinner. Off we go to Boston Chicken. Where else can you go through the drive thru and get a full roasted chicken dinner with sides? We are just finishing our dinner and cherub 1 states:
"This is the best chicken ever! Except for yours of course. (I was just about to hang up my apron for good...then I realized she was being sweet.) Yours is homemade. There is nothing like homemade food, because it comes from the heart!"
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