So yesterday morning my husband woke me up with the smell of coffee, directly under my nose. It was kind of heavenly and insanely cute because that was his M.O. about, um, 7 years ago when I used to be a sleeper-inner. Kids help you kick that sleeping-in habit real quick. But listen to how amazing this is…Read More »
First let me tell you that I was all set to share a different recipe with you, but then I made this and I couldn’t wait. I ate it for dinner, put the kiddos down for bedtime, and went straight to the computer to type it up. It was THAT good, you guys! I think I need to make this every week on repeat… or find like a million other things to smother with this sauce.
Yes, I said lemon butter sauce. Good day, Sir! Let me start by saying, I have muscles. Like, in my arms. There is an indentation in my biceps and when the light hits them juuust right you can see it. Yes, I yelled at my husband this morning for blocking my light. I don’t think I’ve ever had visible muscles before. Ok, maybe they aren’t muscles, but definition? I have arm definition. But like the kind of definition you only see when I flex and my shirt sleeves pop off.
Remember at the end of my post two posts back where I asked what else we can put that Thai pesto on? Well, this. This is the brainchild of my dear sweet husband and damn was it on point. He went to great lengths to ensure his idea came to fruition, from shelling and deveining the shrimp, to running to the food store (literally running) to get all the ingredients, to providing moral support during preparation. He’s pretty hunky too.