This weekend was a glorious rarity.
After feasting at a Japanese steakhouse with a chef that had an uncanny resemblence to this guy on Friday night, I convinced my husband to spend the entire day of Saturday with me.
We made Goulash because I'm obsessed with it, and we make spaetzle because he worked at a Hungarian restaurant for like 3 weeks and thinks it's his speciality.
T'was a glorious creation that reminded me so much of my youth as a little lassie in the mountains of Europe.
*See next post for more on employment.
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