In honor of Valentine’s Day, I thought I’d republish one of my favorite posts from a couple of years ago. Hope you enjoy!
The year I was hugely pregnant with Clara, Jon and I didn’t have plans to go out on Valentine’s Day. But we got an unexpected babysitting offer at the last minute, and since all the nice restaurants in town were booked, we wound up at Chili’s.
Jon wisely got the fajita trio, but I had had my heard set on something a little more upscale, so in a fit of pregnancy-induced grumpiness – against Jon’s urgings and my better judgment – I insisted on getting steak.
I shouldn’t have gotten the steak. [click to continue…]