What’s the most ridiculous meal you can come up with that could still (ostensibly) be eaten by a normal person? Mrs. Hatrack told me I could make anything for dinner except for PB&J since that’s what she packed for lunch. I yanked her chain a bit by telling I would have to change my plans then.
What did I tell her I was planning?
Artisanal cashew butter with jam three ways on quinoa chapatis.
It’s possible I’ve watched too many seasons of Top Chef.