My husband, the cook.

Meet my husband, Ryan.

Despite the complaints that he doesn't know where the kitchen is in our house, or where the food is kept (his way of trying to get me to do everything for him...typical man), he can cook - and enjoys doing so. The other morning, I woke up to him telling me that he was going to make breakfast for me. What? A day off for me? I'll take it. He made some fabulous breakfast burritos for us. On the inside: eggs, bacon, salsa, and cheese. Wrapped in: tomato basil tortilla. On the outside: cheese, salsa, and a dollop of sour cream.