Matt, the guy I'm dating, is a boy. Therefore he was apparently born with the I-can-cook-eggs gene, a fact I like to take advantage of whenever I can. Yesterday we teamed up for some pretty amazing breakfast tacos. They were basically just the tacos I'd made the day before but with eggs and no avocado. Oh, and also they were incredibly delicious.
If I hadn't been kind of hung over from the cheap beer I drank at the sweet Frightened Rabbit concert the night before I would have clawed his eyes out for the last one. Because everyone knows it's food before bros.