My Love Language

Tonight I had dinner with two of my favorite people in the world: Scott and Melanie. Melanie has been my colleague, roommate, chauffeur (imagine 5 months on crutches), confidant and overall amazing friend for the past five years. I don't know what I would do without her.

Actually yes, yes I do. I would sit in a corner and cry all day long. And that just doesn't sound fun at all.

So, as I was saying, Melanie fixed this amazing meal, packed full of fabulous recipes from Southern Living. I love that magazine because they are not afraid of butter. And we talked non-stop for almost three hours. Now that is my kind of meal.

And just when I thought it couldn't get any better, Melanie whips out this:

It is my love language. Frozen.