I Can’t Find Anything for Lunch!

Bud came in about noon announcing he and Buzzy were going to look for some lunch.¬† About three minutes later, he came back to where I was writing, announcing they’d given up.¬† That’s what he always does when nothing jumps out of the refrigerator¬†onto his plate.¬† Sure enough, I went in the kitchen, finding he’d done a late night raid.¬† The fridge was empty.¬† There wasn’t a slice of meat or cheese, a teaspoon of mayonnaise, a leaf of lettuce.¬†There were the sad remains of a bowl of potato salad, but it didn’t look too tempting since he hadn’t wrapped it back up after last night’s raidimage.¬† Alas, no cookies, no chips, nor bread.¬† I’m pretty sure he wasn’t innocent of this information when he announced he couldn’t find anything for lunch.¬† I did find six potatoes and a bag of baby carrots¬†unmolested in the crisper.

There were no quick foods in the pantry, except for those I’d canned, which Bud doesn’t recognize as real food.¬† I pulled out two jars of homemade Italian Vegetable Sausage Soup I made from fresh vegetables from my garden last summer, added the fresh carrots and potatoes, and fresh thyme, parsley, oregano, garlic, and onions from my herb bed.¬† I found frozen hot dog buns and toasted them with fresh garlic butter.¬† It was absolutely wonderful.