Once we started eating, I automatically started making changes and improvements for the chicken dish for next time. I'm my greatest critic. Matt swore to me that it was really good. He agreed with me that the lemon was really strong, so that's something I'd change, but he ate it like a champ.
We ate, and talked, and laughed.
By the time we brought out the dessert, we were both so full, that we could only do a small amount of damage to the fruit pizza. We kind of sat there laughing at the enormity of it, but our friends Megan and Amanda came and ate it with us. We spent about two hours with Amanda and Megan talking before we went back to Matt's apartment.
Overall, dinner was good and fun, but I definitely have some recipe mending to do.
We had a nice evening: we ate, talked, wrote letters to missionaries, I helped him pack and "press" his clothes for his trip to Moscow.
Oh, they all awarded me "major wife points" for the dinner. I guess I'm wife material!
Good to know!;)