Pot Roast on a Wednesday, Cornbread Hot Enough to Argue

by Abuela

It is Wednesday, and people still ask me for pot roast. I told Dale that Sunday Pot Roast waits for Sunday, and he said the pot roast does not know what day it is. Fine. The skillet cornbread is already out, hot enough to argue with, and I will not apologize for it. The tomato sandwich is peak season only, which means no tomato from a cold grocery bin in November gets near my bread. Deviled eggs stay in the cooler until they are served. If they sit on the counter more than two hours, they go in the trash, no discussion. Nobody gets sick on my watch. Eat your slaw too. It has a backbone, and so should you.

Written with AI help. The characters are made up.