Me: Kirk, what do you want for supper?
Kirk: Um, noodles. Maybe some frackers (crackers). And a chance of meatballs.
So, he had butter noodles and I had chicken salad....although the recipe I found called for 2 c of chicken and 3/4 c of mayo....blah. I prefer mine not to be dripping. Yuck.
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