Or a tray… whatever.
Sometimes this is all I have the energy for.
And that’s okay, right? I mean, the kids seem to love it. They all just hover around the tray of random, mostly healthy things and pick off it much like lion cubs would pick off of a fresh kill their mom laid before them.
Freaking lionesses have it so easy. They don’t have to cook and they can just leave the mess behind to decompose.
I recall this being something exciting from my own childhood. I believe my mom would call it a “cold dinner”? And we were like, “Cold dinner?? YAY! WE LOVE COLD DINNER!”
Kids are easily impressed. That’s something I need to take advantage of more often.