Cheesy title, I know.  But it started out as A Meal for My Man which sounded too Tammy Waynette for me.  The point is I’m making a Husband pleasing supper tonight. I’ve been a tad distracted with the start of school and the never-ending-house-renovation project.  Though he’d never say so, I know Husband feels neglected by my diverted attention.  So…
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