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When we make things by hand

I think things just taste better when you make them from scratch.  That's not (by any means) to suggest that items like Dutch apple pie from Jewel-Osco isn't amazeballs after a long day.  It's simply to say that a homemade pie brings a sense of satisfaction.  I suspect that's how people feel about their children.  "I made that."  Except when said child is naughty, in which case I'm guessing it's more of a, "My husband made that."

I digress.

We made black bean & corn chicken in the Crock Pot today and wanted to add something special as this was a freezer meal that took minimal (I cannot tell you enough how much I love freezer meals) effort.  Porch had to buy corn flour the other day for a recipe and I suggested we make tortillas with it.  And so, we did.

And it was good.

And easy.  And delicious.  And will be repeated.  For as easy as it was, it added a special touch to our meal.
What did you make for dinner tonight?

xoxo

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