If there was one recipe that could fill eight hungry bellies without breaking the bank, it was Emily Neilson’s good old-fashioned Sloppy Joes.
In a house full of kids, there was no such thing as quiet mealtime chaos — it was an art form. Emily would stand over her stove, brow furrowed in concentration, stirring a big pan of simmering beef while keeping one eye on the kids who were always sneaking “taste tests.” The smell of chili powder and onions filled the kitchen, and when the buns came out, everyone knew dinner was officially on.
Emily had a rule — a famous one in the Neilson house — “I’m not a short-order cook!” She didn’t cater to picky eaters, didn’t make special requests, and didn’t tolerate scrunched-up noses. You ate what was served, or you didn’t eat. And somehow, no one ever left hungry.
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