It's real fuzzy to me why P was actually cooking on this day. He made a very small pork roast and actually pulled the meat for these toasted pork sandwiches with Mexican cheese. I had to snap some pics because its a rare occasion when he cooks. I musta been sick or lost or was having emotional issues, I can't remember. But it was enough that he got his ass in that kitchen and to the store.
Even got me a fruit salad! These were better than they look. Everything tastes better when someone makes it for you, dontcha think?
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