last night j. and i were talking about/planning the coming week. i reminded him that we're supposed to bring dinner to his neighbor family who lost their husband/father recently. when i said i was brainstorming what to make, j. asked if i knew how to cook lasagna. i said i didn't, really, but i could try. his response was so perfect. here's the gist:"well, i know last week when you were trying to cook that chicken for the first time, and melissa and kristine were over, you were really stressed. i know you care about how your food turns out and you want people to like your cooking. and it's less pressure if you're just cooking for me. so i think you should try to experiment mostly when it's just us. because then you won't be so stressed or overwhelmed."
dang.
good. point. fiance.
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