“Welcome to the Church of the Holy Cabbage. Lettuce pray.”
Additional perk to Interview Week social rounds: we have been given a full meal almost every night this week, that neither one of us had to make. Although the caterers basically made us Thanksgiving dinner for one of them – stuffing, turkey, and pumpkin pie included. The only reason we had to go to the store at all since Saturday was to get pasta sauce (because this overabundance of food has turned your friendly household C. into The Laziest Wife Ever and the only thing I did this week in the way of cooking was boiling pasta), and ice cream sandwiches. Because we needed those.