My husband had to work late, my boy has been run down and in need of both extra care and extra supervision (being sick does not bring out an adorable Tiny Tim-esque generosity and sweetness in anyone related to me). So... I looked in my freezer, where there happened to be a box lurking, full of chemicals that shouldn't be eaten. And it sounded so, so, so good.I'm not ashamed.
Okay. I'm a little ashamed.