Hubby has a hankering for an old fashioned hot roast beef sandwich. This used to be pretty standard fare at the dime store lunch counters when I was a girl. They used to put the gluey mashed potatoes on the plate with an ice cream scoop and gallons of gravy would be poured on the whole mess to hide the mystery meat.
I have a small roast slow cooking in the oven for after church. Hubby will have to put up with real mashed potatoes but I'll use an ice cream scoop if he insists.