So yesterday I planned all day to make a heart-shaped meatloaf for Valentine's Day dinner. I was pretty proud of myself for even thinking of it. I often cook early in the day to get things ready for dinner in advance since the after-school hours get pretty crazy at times, but I didn't have time yesterday to do anything ahead of time. Which meant that, when I opened my ground turkey package and found that it was spoiled, it was an hour before dinner and there went my clever Valentine's idea.
So I made a last-minute fallback casserole. You can't make casseroles heart-shaped. Valentine's Day dinner FAIL.
Oh well--it's the thought that counts, right?