culinary genius...

That's what my husband is.

Sunday is his day to worry about feeding the family (physically anyway, aside from everyday when he works hard to bring home the bacon). Yesterday he was stuck for an idea as to what to prepare. Usually he has a plan...in fact he spends two or three days out of the week planning for his Sunday cooking bonanza. Fun for him, yeehaw-no-cooking for me.

Round about five o'clock, it hit him. Burgers on the grill. Great idea! But wait, no buns...only wheat bread...yuck. But wait! There's a pack of hotdog buns in the freezer. People, he rolled hamburger meat into oblong blobs instead of the common patty. My husband made meat logs. Ingenious I tell you! I seasoned them as usual and he grilled them up as usual and they were good as usual. Only this time it was way more fun to eat them. The kids were totally perplexed by the "turd burgers" (as I dubbed them). Logan took one look at his and said, "hey, isn't that supposed to be a hotdog? I thought burgers were round." Well, my boy, not when your father is a grillmaster who thinks outside of the bun.