A short post for tonight, because I need an early night. I mean, it's too late for that but I need an earlier night.
This is what Ben and I cooked yesterday and I can tell you. It. Kicked. Freaking. Butt.
Just, rest your eyes upon it, and then dream and hope and pray and wish on stars that one day I will love you enough to make you this. 'Cause damn, that brûlée was FI-INE.