
So, I was out peddling my portfolio, which meant left LV alone to get dinner started. About 5 p.m. I received a voicemail hoping that I was close by so I could work my magic to make the salad tasty. Luckily, I was about two stops away.
Watch me stretch a buck! Rather than feel sentenced to *having* to make dinner, I'm trying to figure out what I can do with what I have. And how to make cheap meats and frozen vegetables taste better.
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