That moment when you are laughing your head off, while getting a neck massage, while your hair is being cautiously held up, while you are licking leftovers of sauce off a plate, which couldn't be consumed with the previously eaten food, but that is waaaay too tasty to be left, because it is made out of the marinade, which made for an awesome steak, which your husband fried up while you had a shower, after preparing all the rest of the components of a fancy dinner on what turned out to be the date of a couple of different celebratory holidays of various related countries.
Relationship goals.
But also a lament about all those wasted liters of meat marinade that has gotten thrown away over the years before we figured out that it can be turned into a simply wonderful sauce.
Cheers!
Hedi
