I’m so sorry about the grilled cheese picture. Oh, wait—no I’m not.
This is so good I occasionally make it from scratch without waiting for leftovers!
It’s a casserole pizza, but it’s NOT that slimy cold stuff you got at school.
The only way this could be more American would be to wrap it in a flag and shoot it off with some huge fireworks!
Not special as in “short-bus special.” Special as in “Oooh! This is specially good!”
Carbs, meat, veggies—what’s not to love?
A good casserole beats hopes and dreams any day.
Qui veut du pain grillé quand tu pourrais avoir du pain grillé français?
All the king’s horses and all the king’s men can’t make this casserole. You’re on your own.