It was dinnertime and instead of making something ghetto and having the kids pick at it and not eat and then me have to clean the kitchen from a meal that was hastily prepared and not even eaten, I decided to do something so clever, I'm kind of thinking this may be a bimonthly ritual.
We drove 20 minutes to a McDonald's. We passed 4 on the way to the one we went to. I ordered the kids' food, parked in a spot and dished it up, then drove the 20 minutes home. By the time we got home, dinner was eaten, 45 minutes had passed, and my kitchen at home was still clean.