Nothing says lovin’ like tacos and brownies (and if I were so inclined I could so make a completely inappropriate joke here, that would make you feel creepy and dead inside, but it’s Valentines Day so I won’t. You’re welcome). Isn’t that the way the saying goes? No? Oh well, it’ll have to do. Tacos for all, a home-made gluten-free super-dee-duper chocolate Brownie for Mr. KB and a home-made heart-shaped-butterscotch-topped-Blondie for my kidlets.
See? I am so *exactly* like June Cleaver. Only fatter. And funnier.