We returned from the East Coast this afternoon, to a nice clean house... albeit devoid of a cohesive food selection.
I thought about a Weight Watchers frozen chicken dish but it was freezer burned. (expired in February) I searched high and low for a frozen pizza, nothing. There aren't even any tortilla chips in the house I could eat with salsa.
So I was forced to improvise. While Emily is out playing Bunko and probably enjoying a full selection of appetizers, I made myself a sandwich.
Yes, it's an egg sandwich. With cheese. And pepperoni. And mayo.
I feel like it's pretty inventive. What's more, it tastes pretty good! No complaints here.