My husband is an amazing cook. Considering I can barely boil water, I'm incredibly lucky in that regard. I'm also lucky because he shares my disdain for going out on New Year's Eve, so we like to have a quiet night in where he makes us an amazing feast. Last year we were at a convention and missed doing it, but this year we returned to our tradition.
Behold, our magical feast. Filet mignon, mushrooms, baked potato, corn, oh, and lobster tails. No big whoop. If I posted a picture of our chocolate pie dessert, then you'd really be jealous. Thanks, babe, it was the best!
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