Another tradition that had gotten the back burner treatment the last two year's was what you see above. The first year we were married we grilled steaks on our George Foreman grill at our little apartment in Lynchburg, VA on New Year's Eve. It was the Y2K New Year and we figured we might as well enjoy it what with the world coming to an end the next day and all. Why we decided on steak, I don't know, but somehow the tradition has stuck over the years. This year we did it again. Nothing beats a day of vegging out watching football than capping it off by grilling out and watching more football.
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