Monday, October 29, 2018

Feast


2 comments:

  1. I went camping with my dad once when I was a young teen. He brought some thick, aged, porterhouse steaks. We started cooking them only then to discover that we'd failed to bring SALT with us on the camping trip.

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  2. ah, for the days when the Cowman & I would share one, with him getting the New York strip and the tenderloin filet going to me.

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