How do I know this? He grew up on a dairy farm. Yet, yesterday at the fair he let me pet every freaking cow and baby that I wanted to. That's love there were a lot of them.
He also did not make the ugly face when I he bought me fried dough and I only ate a bite of it and threw the rest out...come on, only 1.3lbs from the next landmark goal...would you have eaten all of it? And, so today, I cooked Indian food for Sundays Off, which I really love. But that coconut milk will kill a dish every time in the world of points!
Butter sculpture, fried dough, and my husband; all at the New York State Fair.
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