Ran out of ideas for supper last night, so it was fried, peanut butter and banana sandwiches - just like Elvis used to eat. Instead of pan-frying them in bowel-hardening lard, like The King, I used Smart Balance spread and an electric griddle.
Happy to report - this morning I discovered no one slumped over, unconscious, on the toilet.
(note: for you younger readers - that's how Elvis was found before he died)
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