Every now and then my PWT (that's poor white trash for those of you North Dallas peeps) side pops out. I try to hide it but when it comes to comfort food, it peeks its head out for all to see.
I was tired tonight. And I really had no good reason to be tired but when you're tired, reasons don't matter anyway. I came home to dinner in the crockpot (yay for planning ahead) and sat down with my roast. As I was eating, I knew something was missing but I tried to ignore it.
Finally, I got up, grabbed a loaf of bread, pulled the butter out of the fridge and proceeded to have a piece of bread and butter with my dinner. No fancy rolls or even French bread--just plain ol Braums wheat bread and Land o Lakes butter.
Some days, there's just nothing better than the basics.