we celebrated with our annual trip to reata here in fort worth. i don't know what it is about that place, but it's so yummy to me. i was so glad this year that allan ordered the same thing as me. it's kind of a joke when we go out to eat. most of the time, i order the jumbo 12 oz + steak and potatoes type meal and allan orders a fish or something way healthier. and the sweet guy or girl who brings the food out always tries to hand me the fish and allan the steak. then they act surprised that i'm the one eating the big fat plate of deliciousness. so, this year, allan was sweet and suffered through a 12 oz or maybe it was 14 oz rib eye and potatoes. we didn't do much else that day. he was actually sick (fever and all). one of the millions of things i love about that man is he never ever complains. i knew he felt bad the day before, so the entire day i kept asking him how he was feeling and he always said, "great." little did i know he' d been popping advil the entire day.
the best we got that night! |
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