This is what I was greeted with when I came home this evening.
Mystery Plate #1: Thin Breaded Fried Pork Chops
Mystery Plate #2: Potatoes Au Gratin
Mystery Plate #3: Fideos
Chops were thin and fried, so you could eat the fatty parts without that nasty congealy fat texture. Yum. Potatoes were from a box, but MIL doctored them up somehow. Yum again. Fideos weren't what I'm used to, they were more soupy and not spicy. But yum.
So this brings me to my plea: Can someone in North County San Diego please offer my MIL a job? She's a registered CNA and specializes in restorative care for the elderly. If she doesn't find gainful employment soon, we're all going to weigh 300 lbs.