Five minutes into shopping the first grocery store I had a rotisserie chicken in my cart. My toe was complaining and I figured that would be dinner along with frozen corn (cooked, of course
) and some crusty Tuscan bread. When I got back into the car I really wanted to go home but I really really wanted fried cod. Headed to the second store because 1) cod was on sale and 2) they fry your seafood right there. We had the cod with corn and bread tonight. Chicken is there for whenever. Hungry pseudo-son will be here tomorrow and I know the fridge will be empty by the time he's gone.