If you read my exceedingly long post about 2nd grade a week or two ago, you would know that I had a thing for Peter Brady as a young girl. To this day I can not say pork chops with out thinking “Pork chawps and applesaws”. Remember that episode? Peter was trying to imitate Humphrey Bogart, I believe. It was really quite a stupid scene, why has it stuck in my head all these years? The whole time I was making this dinner I found myself rolling my upper lip up on my top teeth and saying “pork chapsh and applesawsh”. You probably find this quite strange and possibly kookookachoo. I know. It’s who I am, no excuses.