I work late on Mondays and Tuesdays. Typically Mr. Fix-It puts together dinner on these nights and has something yummy waiting for me upon my arrival home. Tonight was no exception, and it was kind of special because it was the first meal he prepared for me as a husband.

However, he was working with the same ingredients I had available last night (see yesterday's post). I wasn't expecting much. In fact, I was thinking we'd wind up eating cereal. Or ordering take out.

Somehow, though, he manged to pull this off:


Some sort of magical flank steak with veggies inside and green beans. Show off. (Maybe I should have opened the freezer last night.) He made my sad quesadillas look even sadder.