comfort food

It's raining outside, a warm summer thunderstorm, but all I want to do is curl up inside with a good book and some comfort food. So I made Spaghetti-O's (much to Justin's disappointment), which always reminds me of my grandma. When I was growing up, Spaghetti-O's, chicken noodle soup with Ramen noodles mixed in, and peanut butter sandwiches were always the staple lunches. They remind me of home. My dinner tonight also reminded me of how much I miss my mom's cooking. I, apparently, did not inherit the "fantastic cooking skills" gene. I miss her lasagna and homemade mashed potatoes and BBQ chicken on the grill the most.