My new favourite sandwich topping

Due to the shocking week I've had I haven't been eating all that well because cooking would take up far too much time than my hysteric baby would allow. So, we've been experimenting. Adam has been eating Cheerios for tea and deemed that acceptable, whereas Keira has been scavenging olives, cheese, cherry tomatoes and slices of ham from the fridge whenever she can and making out of the collection a pretty damn fine tapas plate. (Keira is no stranger to culinary experimentation) My new love however is Frosting Sandwiches. Ten-Fifteen years ago, American importations such as this were still a rarity in Australia. We still beat our own butter and sugar together, thanks. These days? Go to the supermarket and buy it in a tub, stupid! I am a guilty offender - -no, I WAS a guilty offender until I tasted it's divinity of chemically enriched (I'm guessing) flavour. Nonetheless, Adam was none to pleased when he sprang me covertly trying to make another sandwich. "What are you doing?" Me: (with spoonful of the cream in my mouth) "Hey, I've had a hard week. You eat crystallised sugar lollies masked as cereal for dinner - don't judge me" It's a miracle we passed our dental appointment with flying colours. It's Keira's turn in a couple of weeks. I'm dreading it. What do you secretly eat to get you by in times of stress?