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It actually worked out just fine. Although I can't afford the steaks that my wife's boss had flown in special from somewhere up north. My wife was pretty nuts about those, as I recall.
The meat guy at the meat market told me to just broil it in a pan, gave me some good tips. Salt and pepper, not hard.
Anyways...
Two ribeyes, a bottle of Marlot, some fresh buns, baked potatos, cole slaw and potato salad (odd choices maybe, but I can never remember which veggies she likes). And of course a red, apple-scented candle.
She: "Steak? ...Meh."
She's out getting takeout from Chili's right now. We'll probably nuke and chow down the steaks tomorrow at some point.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna open that bottle of wine and get shitfaced.
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