Steak Enthusiast

This is the shirt you wear to that important PTA meeting.

It’s what you wear to a birthday party at the bowling alley. A charity gala. Your cousin’s wedding.

This is a versatile shirt, my friends.

Where wouldn’t you want to express your disdain for vegetarians AND your love of beef at the same time?

It can truly go anywhere.

No need to tell me thank you for turning you on to this. Your wearing of this garment will be thanks enough.

Photo courtesy of http://www.f-u-n-n-y-t-s-h-i-r-t-s.com

THIS is where it’s at.

Or so I’ve heard.

You see, I haven’t actually had the pleasure of immersing myself in a Kobe steak yet.

I think it’s because I get stuck in my ways. When I eat a steak I end up cooking my go-to cut.

And, I guess I just haven’t gotten around to trying Kobe. It’s just inertia, really.

I’ve heard such amazing things about it you’d think I would have rushed out and tried it.

I’ve heard about its incredible marbling, flavor and tenderness. This photo is of boneless ribeye. Mmmm.

I should treat myself. Okay, I will. Yeah, thanks for the encouragement!

I WILL!!!

Have YOU tried it? If you have, is it the only steak you’ll eat now?

Photo courtesy of KansasCitySteaks.com.

I’ve written a letter – a fan letter of sorts – to my beloved steak. I don’t usually write to celebrities. I like to leave them alone and let them live their lives.

But I could not help myself. My emotions are running high here in the summer when steak is all around me. I had to express my feelings, so here goes.

Dear Steak,

I’ve admired you for a long time and I just had to tell you you are da bomb. I’m sure you get lots of letters but really, I am your biggest fan. I think about you night and day. I can’t get you out of my mind.

Your smell, your juiciness, your tenderness. What can I say? I’m in love with you. Is that weird for you to hear?

I know you don’t know me, but I know we could be happy together. Forever.

Sincerely,

Dena P.

P.S. My husband knows all about this and is totally on board with it. In fact, he is in love with you, too. He’s just too macho to tell you himself. Maybe when you come through this way again we can take you out, show you the city, get together over a bottle of wine?

Photo courtesy of jenx67.com – that’s her kissing her steak. Maybe I have some competition?