Tea: White Grapefruit
Music: Badfinger, "No Matter What"
Time: Night.
I'm co-writing about steak -- specifically, about how steak gets aged. (Most supermarket cuts, by the way, aren't.)
There's a wealth of information about protein breakdown, bacterial action, flavor concentration and the like. It makes my brain hurt sometimes, and I didn't even gather the bulk of the wealth.
But you know what?
I really want a steak now. Rib eye? T-bone (or its hulking cousin, the Porterhouse?) Top sirloin? (Notice that I'm not considering the filet mignon. It's an appetizer. A steak isn't a steak unless the ounces register in double digits.)
No, tonight I think I'd go for a Kansas City strip. Bone-in. The closer to the bone, you know ...
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