I felt like a kid again when I had this for lunch the other day. Something about the homemade white bread, the big glass of chocolate milk and the individual cup of applesauce. It made me remember carrying my Holly Hobby lunch box to school. The same lunch box I hit Denny Rice with. Denny was a trouble maker. He knocked the head off my snowman. Our second grade teacher, Mrs. Shaum actually washed his mouth out with soap one day. Can teachers still do that?
Sunday nights at our house never involve me actually cooking dinner. My rule is “If you can find it, you can eat it”. We do help the younger ones get their dinner – I’m not cruel! Last Sunday night we were making French Toast and I remembered the pie crusts I had bought to try Homemade Pop Tarts. I decided to put the Pop Tarts on hold and try frying little jam squares on the griddle. The result was delish!