So my husband has never aspired to be a chef ... the man knows his limitations ... but he makes a mean pizza. He makes his own dough for crust and his own sauce ... ya know ... like real homemade pizza. He actually gets a little giddy about it.
That makes him a computer geek/mead maker/rare book collector/kick ass fantasy football player/pizza genius.
I ... am a lucky, lucky lady
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