When working late pays off…

Last Friday Matt beat me home by an hour and a half. When I walked through the door, I was greeted with this:

Those are bison burgers blanketed in melted cheddar with a heap of red onions.  And a side of homemade sweet potato chips. And a be-stubbled husband with a dish towel neckerchief.

So I’ve got to ask…

What on earth does one do to repay such a kindness?

A retaliation of slow-cooked pork shoulder? A barrage of oozy chocolate lava cakes??  A plethora of panko-crusted, spicy barbecue-dipped chicken tenders???

There’s a pint of Cutty’s pork fat in the fridge. Methinks that’s a pretty good place to start.

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