He did the outside cooking. I did the in. A summery night, so I made the salad mostly from tomato and two kinds of peppers, then filled it with big hunks of love -- er, blue cheese.
He did the barbie: thin slices of steak combined with the food of love, fresh oysters.
Homous and bread and another perfect summer evening, to sit outside and eat with the one I love.
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