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.
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Roasted brussel sprouts and sautéed mushrooms. |
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My ribeye was bigger than my hand. I only ate half. |
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Nick made a scrumptious gravy out of the drippings from the steak that he grilled. |
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We also made Grands muffins, but I was too hungry to remember to take a picture of my full plate. |
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