Reality Dinner, Day 8

The DDH returned from Houston tonight.

I tried to go buy some mussels that were on sale to make a delicious, special welcome-home dinner.

The grocery store, of course, was out of those mussels. So I decided to try this microwave mussel dinner, because I had my heart set on mussels.

Blech. It was gross. Way too salty, and sort of fishy, and generally not nearly as tasty as they looked.

Looked good, smelled good, tasted gross.

I was keenly disappointed, but I guess that's what I get for purchasing prepared frozen food. It's more expensive and never really that good.

The saving grace of the meal: warm crusty bread dipped in herby lemony olive oil.

Olive oil, herbes de provence, and lemon juice to taste.

I could eat that and only that all day long....