Sundays have always been family dinner night since I was growing up, and even in my adult years I have refused to give up the tradition. Nowadays this means I take over my Dad’s kitchen on Sundays to whip up something tasty for as many people as he’ll let me have over (hehe). Watching highlights from the Olympics, I set to work figuring how I could make dinner without forcing my super lazy bum to go to the grocery store. I was not about to enter that insanity on this hot Sunday….