Last week was a SUPER busy week. Blake has been working really hard and late, I had three shoots, things were crazy and we hadn't really seen each other (except for at the gym). Sat. I decided I would make him a really nice dinner and was hoping for some bonding time :) Well, we worked on the lawn most of the day and then I had a newborn shoot (which I LOVE) that evening, so by the time I could even get dinner on the table it was after 9:30pm.
On a side note, I saw this recipe on the Barefoot Contessa. I LOVE HER STUFF... but it's always a little on the heavy side, if you know what I mean! So, Anyway, I made steak w/ a Roquefort blue cheese sauce, sauteed wild mushrooms and parsley, and fresh cornmeal-battered onion rings. YES... a LOT more grease than we ever eat... but hey, it was a special night, and steak is, after all, one of our favorite indulgences. Well, we (Blake) definitely indulged (esp. on the blue cheese sauce), and went to bed feeling a little nauseated. Around 6 am I heard him HEAVING in the bathroom. Ohhhh... it was so bad. He said he'd been having blue cheese nightmares all night long! Poor guy. I took a picture b/c I was so excited w/ the meal.... but I probably won't be fixing it anytime soon. *Sigh*... so much for trying to impress.