Steak and stuffed artichokes.
It's hard for me to cook nice meals when Chuck is out of town. The boys would be happy with pizza and Chinese food. (The little one would joyfully eat chicken nuggets and french fries for every. single. meal.) But tonight I made the effort, even though I can't really explain why. They ate it, so I guess that means it was successful.
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