Heather had been wanting Short Ribs. Well, that was the last thing I ate before that horrible stomach bug, so I wasn't too thrilled, but my love for her is greater than my nausea. Or so I thought.... I made it like normal and it was just like it should have been, but I had a small bowl of mashed potatoes and tried not to enjoy the aroma from the ribs. Heather ate them and enjoyed. Maybe I'll figure out how to over come that. Maybe....
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