That’s right. One year, baby.

Pop-Tarts for Dinner has kept me sane (except for those times it made me crazy) in the kitchen for one year.

I celebrate this momentous occasion by eating half a package of Milano cookies. Yes, something I don’t have to bake, but something wonderfully delicious.

Because every once in a while, you need to get out of the kitchen. And after a year, I think it’s time to take a break — at least for, I don’t know, one meal.

That’s why you need a good man around, because when I felt like doing absolutely nothing on Thursday, he gently guided me to the kitchen and let me do nothing but saute some mushrooms and spinach in a pan while he grilled balsamic vinegar-glazed chicken.

What a man.

So happy anniversary to Pop-Tarts for Dinner. It’s been a great year of disasters and triumphs and of full bellies.