A way to a woman’s heart is through her stomach

Oh, how I love thee! Let me count the ways. I love …

  1. How you can perfectedly grill my ribeye to medium rare, and then offer me the best bite of your filet mignon. I don’t know if you’re showing off or being outrageously generous, and I don’t care.
  2. How you can assemble a mean chili from leftovers (and a lot of cans of diced tomatoes).
  3. How you’re willing to eat anything, including the hockey pucks I served you last week when I burned the leftover mini meatloafs.
  4. How you enjoy sushi as much as I do.
  5. How you can make spaghetti sauce without a recipe.
  6. How you wield a chef’s knife like a surgeon when you’re cutting apart a hunk of meat.
  7. How you can poach an egg to perfection without setting a timer.
  8. How you’re best friends with the local butcher so he’s always willing to cut you inch-and-a-half thick pork chops without complaining even though he has inch-thick ones in his case.
  9. How every breakfast you make isn’t complete unless it has two kinds of meat (sausage and bacon) or crispy hashbrowns. And sometimes all three.
  10. How you seek out hole-in-the-wall Mexican joints because you’re willing to risk a bad meal for an amazing new experience. And how you have a knack for always seeming to find amazing hole-in-the-wall Mexican joints instead of bad meals.

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my stomach can stretch!

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