borderline obsessive.

If you've been around this neck of the woods for a while, you'll probably realize that I mention Cafe Rio often. See here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, and here. As you can tell, it's something that crosses my mind often - that sweet pork and tomatillo dressing! Mmm.

Last week Ben came back from Utah with a salad for me and I'm pretty sure I've never loved him more. Cafe Rio is my main love language. ;) 

(Don't mind the ginormous bags under my eyes...his plane got in at midnight.)