I Would Rather Eat A Hamburger Than A Steak

There, I’ve said it…

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My husband James is out by the grill firing up a steak right now. I’m sure it will be good, but I’m secretly wishing that I could just eat a hamburger, like my son, instead. James is the only person who knows how to make steak the way I like it — cooked through but still juicy. Heresy, I know, but that’s just the way it is for me. I don’t particularly…