Our dad is cooking for us. He says since he can't eat it himself, he is just happy cooking for us. We think that's a pretty good deal. Last night we had cheese steak sandwiches and this morning he fixed almond french toast. But we heard our evil mother say something like if he intended to keep this up he would have to get out the Weight Watcher's cookbook because he was sabataging her "diet". Whatever! Come on Mom. A guys gotta eat. We would have loved to share photos of this lucious food with you, but for some reason we couldn't get the camera out fast enough. Oh well, maybe next time... THERE WILL BE A NEXT TIME MOM!
Ozzie & Rocky