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Not us… (©huffington post)

I’m excited because tonight I get to do something I haven’t gotten to do in a few weeks. I get to cook with my boy, the aspiring chef, 3B. You see, two weeks ago, we had eaten a late lunch and weren’t hungry by the time evening came along. That Sunday, we had our Fantasy Football draft (two of them) and we ate at Willows. Then I left Thursday for the Boston trip and was gone until Tuesday. So, tonight we get to cook, at least I say we will.

It’s some kind of steak dinner. He picked it and will cook it, I’m just gonna help him. But, tonight is the start of football season and I am so looking forward to it. As I’m still getting into the swing of things, I’ll be taking it easy tonight and trying to get time to write long posts about the trip because I know you’re just dying to read about it, right? Right.

Until tomorrow, same blog channel…
Scorp out!

“I’m not a chef. But I’m passionate about food – the tradition of it, cooking it, and sharing it.” – Zac Posen