Honestly, I had the very best of intentions. I took chicken out of the freezer at 8 a.m. today. I was going to make my world famous (well sort of) chicken parmesan. Somehow, however, between work, my cuddly dog, and all three kids bopping in at different times during the afternoon, I didn’t prep the chicken. My daughter had to start physical therapy on her knee at 5 p.m. The PT office is about 20 minutes away, the session an hour, and . . . well you get the idea.
Anyway, SUBWAY! Tomorrow is a new day. Did I mention that we really love the wonderful family who owns are local Subway?