Okay, so I gotta tell you guys the story. So when my husband and I first started dating, he lived in a straight up bachelor pad. Like I would have to bring my kitchen with me in order to cook dinner over his house because I was like a nice little girlfriend that wanted to cook for my man. So he wanted to make me dinner one night and I was like, okay, that sounds good. And he was like, uh, spaghetti and meatballs sound good. And like, I knew he didn't really cook. So I was like, awesome. Thinking spaghetti and meatballs is hella easy, like simple. Of course that makes sense that he would choose that, which I'm totally fine with spaghetti and meatballs. But that's like really cute. Span goes, okay, cool. One can or two. Y'all, he, he Chef Boyardied me. I was just staring at him like, uh, one?

That is a funny story Heather I have a friend I'm not on like that he has his kitchen stocked with everything but he has never cooked a thing I made the mistake of showing him how DoorDash works and he's used it every day since the day I showed it to him