So there was a night, many moons ago, when Justin was living out on his own and we were but still "girlfriend-boyfriend" - and he and his good buddy TJ wanted to get all sweet for us ladies. So, they decided to cook a fancy little dinner.
And I say cook because, if memory serves, the baked potatoes never quite got done in the oven. The charcoal grill was only lit a few minutes before they began to cook, so there was heavy dousing of lighter fluid happening (which gave the meat a lovely taste that even ketchup could not conceal) and the cork for the wine bottle somehow got lodged down inside the glass.
Still, the idea was sweet and in that moment, we would've eaten anything (obviously!) - plus, doesn't Justin look so baby-faced here? It's only been five years ago, but he looks like such a kid!

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