Be my valentine oh Swedish burger.

Had a very chilled out Valentines Day this year. Started off pumping iron at the gym - Domus worked me hard and now boob muscles ache. Then went for a little walk with the parentals and the bad-breath schnauzer (he loves possum poo and fish leftovers). Hit the Asian grocery shop in Bentleigh to stock up on asparagus and lamb back-straps and the work experience chick had the nerve to throw in a 500gm bag of rotten strawberries to reward me for my loyalty. Headed over to The Retreat in Brunswick for the afternoon. Big deal for me, I know. Had to pull over and let Don drive as I was already falling asleep on Kings Way and didn't want us to be a Feb road stat. Made it back safely and had a quick nana nap at 6:15pm so i'd be fresh and fancy for our dinner experiment, the Swedish open burger with beetroot salad from the Vodka and Schnapps cookbook. This is what Valentines Day is all about. x