To celebrate another year of successful and relatively painless marriage, we treated ourselves out to a date at the Jacksonville Inn.
What does a gluten avoiding, vegan order? A friggin' New York steak smothered in creamy butter sauce. I decided that I can have one cheat night a year. This was it. And the discomfort was well worth it. Dustin and I got giggling from meat intoxication. Hilarious.
Stupid tall chocolate mousse cake.
Now why don't I have any pictures of us? The food was more interesting, I suppose. We are still here. We are still happy. We are still married.
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