Autopsy Casserole

At our house we literally have a fish that us now known as Autopsy Casserole.

Really.

It was my favourite meal.

I made the mistake of making it the day JR was attending his first autopsy.

The day went on. The comforting smells of onion simmering and Mennonite Farmer Sausage mingled throughout our home. It was a good homemaker day.

A bad police wife day.

I shoulda made waffles.

To this day JR's stomach still turns at those smells mingling. That was a year ago. 

I'm going to attempt Autopsy Casserole today. I have all the ingredients here. New house. New surroundings. New job requirements. Maybe he can handle it now that he's an instructor?

Doubtful.

He'll probably be eating cereal.