I like the story of a wife that would cook on Sunday for the week (or so) and label the meals “I don’t care”, “You decide,” “Whatever” then freezes them.
That way, no matter what her family replies with what they want for dinner, she has it.
It’s very simple, don’t know = pizza.
Can’t decide = pizza.
Don’t care = pizza.
I’ll think about it = pizza.
We could try that new place but you have to wear a tie = pizza.
Exactly, whatever is available. More than one available weigh price, convenience, style, and then just get the damn pizza. Philosophical debate doesn’t fill the belly.
IN MY DEFENSE…..I can only eat a cup of food, so I always want all the things.
I like the story of a wife that would cook on Sunday for the week (or so) and label the meals “I don’t care”, “You decide,” “Whatever” then freezes them.
That way, no matter what her family replies with what they want for dinner, she has it.
Brilliant!
Now I just need the energy to meal plan and cook all the things…..
It’s very simple, don’t know = pizza.
Can’t decide = pizza.
Don’t care = pizza.
I’ll think about it = pizza.
We could try that new place but you have to wear a tie = pizza.
Yeah, but what kind of pizza? Thin crust, hand–thrown, or Chicago-style? What toppings?
Yeah, but what kind of pizza? What kind of crust? What toppings?
in our town there is only one that counts – Napoli in Sandy Springs.
Exactly, whatever is available. More than one available weigh price, convenience, style, and then just get the damn pizza. Philosophical debate doesn’t fill the belly.