After five years of late-night, cooked-to-perfection quesadillas, being the taste-tester for countless culinary experiments and plenty of breakfasts in bed, Dave finally realized he couldn’t live another day without making an honest woman of me—and locking down a lifetime of home-cooked meals. And when it came to the proposal, he knew he couldn’t go wrong by throwing cheese, crackers and champagne into the mix. He did it on the first day of our vacation in Anguilla—a trip full of romance, empty white sand beaches, rum punch and amazing food. I am one lucky girl. We started The Day off with something I’ve been looking foward to the entire year, since…