I remember having to stock all the weird microwavable variants of these more than I did the canned version back when I used to work for a local grocer.
My mom would pour the big ass can in a pot and then blop bisquick batter on top. It’s kind of a comfort memory that would be vastly improved if everything was made from scratch.
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I’m either wanting hugs 24 hours a day or I don’t want to be touched at all and I’ve got shit to do 😂😂😂
Never had it though. Was it any good?
Leave ‘em wantin’ Moore!
Don’t.