Mrs BamaVol is happy with anything as long as I'm cooking. On weekends, I look through cookbooks until something inspires me. On weeknights, I look for inspiration in the grocery store.

Since I control the food made at home, it only seems right to let her pick the restaurants. That usually mean Mexican or Italian.

Tomorrow night, BamaVol Jr #3 gets to pick since his braces are coming off. I think that means ribs and corn on the cob.