B's get Steaks

If you bet me a steak dinner I won't get a B on my Biology final--- I will get a B on that thing.

all credit to Chad

Then this turned into a downward spiral of betting things to get free meals out of each other.
My favorite was when Emily said, under her breath, "bet her that she can't drink diet coke for a week." But that is off limits, because that is my source of hydration. And we can't mess around with life and death sorts of bets.
Just know that I am kind enough to return the favor. Even though I lost no bet of any kind. Because I am just that good.

Chicken Picatta recipie, courtesy of darling sister

eating a carrot before we blessed the food. #busted #unrighteous #spitthatout #praywithyourmouthopen

What I am trying to say is- make bets to get food. It is a real rush.

And then when people (ehem Chad and Ashley) tell you you're probably going to burn the chicken, don't.

Instead, rub it in their faces that you nailed that recipe.

For all betting purposes- looks like someone owes me a homemade meal.