I have this habit of thinking I am Martha Stewart.
You see, we do pot luck lunches at school, and my co-workers offer to bring in practical things.
"I'll bring lunch meat," one will say.
"I'll bring soda," another will add in.
I make Parmesan Pita Crisps from scratch.
(They came out delicious, but they were a little too much work for a school night).