OMG, my mouth still waters.
My mother (usually aMartha Stewart) would get the frozen Stouffers(?) kind that came in bags you boiled, then put on your toast.
Even better than Spaggetios
Daddy still makes us what he calls SOS for "Same Old Slop", but it's hamburger or sausage in white gravy, over buttered biscuits. Mmm
Stuff like that it's why going home always means a week of dieting follows.
