Sometimes I just love the simplicity of a mini pot pie and a salad for dinner. 
I’m pretty sure I could eat this every night. But that would just be silly, right?
Rice is another thing I’m kind of obsessed with. Stephen thinks I’m a little crazy when I go on about how good it is- he just doesn’t get it. You could give it to me any way and I’d love it. And then there’s peanut butter. He sighs anytime I tell him I’m fine with just eating a pb&j sandwich for breakfast, lunch and/or dinner. Luckily I’m a sweetheart and will usually cave and make something “real,” like an actual meal– his words, not mine. 
Are there things that you could eat all day, every day?
Do they drive you’re loved ones crazy?  ;)