Much of our Father's Day celebration involved cooking. My mom and dad had come down for the weekend to see Brandy's girls' dance recital. So Chris and I decided to make my dad a very southern man's Father's Day breakfast. I made some yummy biscuits from scratch, and Chris whipped up a fantastic sausage gravy. And there was plenty of butter and strawberry jam to round it all out. My dad grubbed it all. The girls also made him a few little gifts, and we fed him almost an entire half gallon of Blue Bell through the course of the weekend, so I think he had a happy father's day.
We sent Chris's dad these two pictures in matching frames:
For Chris, I ordered 2 black angus dry aged prime bone-in NY strip steaks from
Pat LaFrieda, as well as 4 of their original burgers and a nifty grilling apron. We made a yummy dinner - Chris did the steaks, and I made some loaded mashed potatoes and mini key lime pies for dessert. The kids made him some little presents, and we all doted on him a bunch today. He deserves every minute of it, and more; I really can't imagine a better dad.
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