The man has good taste. Bread pudding is amazing. Making stuff like that when you live by yourself is dangerous. There's no one to help you eat it.We had Papa John's pizza last night. Delivery. She had a mask on as did I. It worked and, as we were super-busy yesterday, I was grateful that we caved in and had delivery; first pizza in forever, it seems! Other than what I've made and our frozen stuff. Leftover pizza for lunch today.
Dinner tonight will be grilled chicken thighs (I'll probably do them in the Foodi Grill, so we don't have to deal with the gas grill). I made a bit of macaroni salad with the last of our small pasta shells. Remember a few weeks ago, I made cinnamon-swirl bread? Well, Dear Richard loves bread pudding....he adores the stuff. And he really loves my bread pudding because it has a very custardy bottom and he also loves custard. So I made bread pudding with slices of the cinnamon-swirl bread that I got out of the freezer this morning. Cut the slices into squares and took it from there. The kitchen smelled absolutely amazing from the pudding baking in the oven. I'm hoping it's as yummy as it looks and smells!
And now I'm down to half a box of ziti, half a box of rotini, and half a box of alphabet pasta. A container of spaghetti. And six lasagna noodles. That's it. I had 13 boxes of assorted pasta a few months ago!