Guilty Pleasure
Ok, so it’s spring break for my kids and my wife (bless her soul) has taken
the kids to a water park in Wisconsin Dells. I am home alone with my dog and
three cats. Feeling sorry for myself I stop by the local butcher shop to pick up
a steak for dinner. As I scan the array of meat displayed before me a towering
temple of animal flesh catches my eye. “Can that be two steaks stacked on
top of each other” I wonder. I ask the butcher and he says “No that is
one steak”. I told him that a steak that big was disgusting… and then I
had him wrap it up. Oh the guilt, Oh the self flagellation, Oh the the need to
buy some mushrooms to go with it <g>. What followed was one glorious
seduction of 3 lbs of sensuous meat and man. Needless to say, I am not as young
as I use to be…there were leftovers for lunch tomorrow.
Talk ablout comfort food!!!
I certainly hope there were leftovers.
Did you finish it off in the oven?
Cheers,
Chuck
I finished it off on the grill. The ole Weber gas grill is easy to crank down to about 300 and let hi bake.
Guilty? We eat this stuff several times a week…low carb diets (sort of) haha.
Guilty Pleasure or Snack Treat. You say potato …
Nice going!