I'll admit it, I frequently get hangry. Nick knows that if I'm grumpy I either need to sleep or eat. Basically, I'm a child. While I was in the front yard getting upset about getting my bar stools together, my Mom and Nick were in the house getting dinner ready. I have to say, once I got some ribeye in me, I felt so much better.
Roasted brussel sprouts and sautéed mushrooms.
My ribeye was bigger than my hand. I only ate half.
Nick made a scrumptious gravy out of the drippings from the steak that he grilled.
We also made Grands muffins, but I was too hungry to remember to take a picture of my full plate.