Now I want steak. I could go to Jericho's for lunch. Their lunch New York Strip is good. The place looks like the sort of place where Tony Soprano would eat.
Take me with you, I'll get the drinks.
Now I want steak. I could go to Jericho's for lunch. Their lunch New York Strip is good. The place looks like the sort of place where Tony Soprano would eat.
Definition of a "bad" steak place - when they offer you A-1 or some other steak "sauce" when they bring your meal.
(that should open that can of worms wiiiiiiiide open all over again!)
Ah the joys of marriage!I am the son of a cattle farmer, my wife dumps Heinz 57 on all steaks. I never ask the wife how any steak tastes. I know, tastes like heinz57. It does pee me off when she orders 35 dollar steaks, get the ground round, won’t taste the difference but save a bunch of money.
Ah the joys of marriage!
I am the son of a cattle farmer, my wife dumps Heinz 57 on all steaks. I never ask the wife how any steak tastes. I know, tastes like heinz57. It does pee me off when she orders 35 dollar steaks, get the ground round, won’t taste the difference but save a bunch of money.
Yeah...same here. And he's still around to make sure the 4th generation is doing it right!I think my dad would disown us if we ever did that. Thankfully we are passing the finer taste of beef on to the next generation, the oldest loves prime rib and good steak.
I think my dad would disown us if we ever did that. Thankfully we are passing the finer taste of beef on to the next generation, the oldest loves prime rib and good steak.
Check on the durational residency requirements, though.If I ever want a divorce, just move to Texas probably grounds for divorce.
Perhaps you didn't marry her for her computational superiority?Wife’s brain must have been struggling with the back to school happening. She wanted to know how many of a certain cut out she can get out of a sheet of plywood. I measure it and told her four across and four down. She just looks at me and says, well.......how many would that be.
I answer 16, and I can tell she is kinda checking my math.
Perhaps you didn't marry her for her computational superiority?
And yet she showed great wisdom in selecting a spouse, don't you think?If she ever applied to be a bank teller I would call the manager and explain that you don’t want her. It would be a disaster. Her paycheck would go to making up short drawers.
When she takes admission at games she even struggled when everyone was 6 bucks. A 20 for two people and she wanted to give back five, then eleven. I would make change and just hand it to her. I tried to explain that multiples of six are always even and nobody is giving us odd numbers if just one bill so it will always be even change. Went over her head.
I’m raising more of a ribeye family. I just haven’t been much into prime rib and the amount of fat on the edges always pushed me to ribeyes.
The idiot SDM from yesterday scheduled a meeting for noon again. The client told him that didn't work but he kept it anyway. Thanks idiot, I had to run down and get a salad so I could be back for the call that didn't happen. At least it was a Greek Salad. Mmmmmm gyro meat.Take me with you, I'll get the drinks.
My wife has to have A-1. She knows she shouldn't do that but when we were raised, all the meat tended to be overcooked to prevent food poisoning or whatever. I guess we've become better acclimated to food poisoning or maybe we just realize that for a good-flavored steak, a small bout of food poisoning is worth itI am the son of a cattle farmer, my wife dumps Heinz 57 on all steaks. I never ask the wife how any steak tastes. I know, tastes like heinz57. It does pee me off when she orders 35 dollar steaks, get the ground round, won’t taste the difference but save a bunch of money.