Takeout – If The Devil Had Menopause

Divine Dad…

Yesterday was all about David.

I want a piece of myself for apple pie bingeing, but I digress.

High end takeout never makes the grade.

I have been preparing three meals a day for almost one year with rare breaks for takeout.

Wahoo, great takeout.

Holy takeout…another pandemic bummer.

We have not ventured inside a restaurant since mid-March. Last week I was assigned the task of finding a divine anniversary takeout dinner.

Ready for some kick ass takeout?!