This was quite a weekend. On Friday night, I drank punch and made brussels sprout sliders (thank you, Mark Bittman). On Saturday afternoon I shopped and made this sensational chocolate bark. Today I had wonderful soft tacos at Oyamel and wrapped Christmas presents. Oh, and on Saturday night I ate shrimp and chateaubriand and I got engaged.
Did I bury the lede?
Well, it was a beautiful, perfect proposal. And the shrimp we shared--minutes before he knelt down before me--were the best I've ever tasted. I'm not sure if this is because they were pristine, freshly caught, and perfectly cooked, or if it's because they were the last thing I tasted before the person I love asked me to marry him. They were exceptionally delicious. There was champagne, too.
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OH. MY. GOD.
Congratulations to you both! I am pretty sure the shrimp that you had was wonderful for all the reasons you mentioned...and I am sure that will be a meal, and a moment, you will never forget. Cheers :)
Catherine I'm so happy for you and I'm totally crying right now! You deserve all the joy (and shrimp) in the world, my dear! Congrats to you and your lucky fella!
I am so happy for you. But don't let your fiance take over your blog.
Thanks, everybody! Your support makes me so happy.
SQUEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!
i am so happy for you...you deserve all the best and yes i think the shrimp was enjoyed for many many good reasons....
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