Steak Enthusiast

Here’s a great video to get your Monday started off the right way.

I’m telling you, YouTube might be the greatest invention ever (well, besides steak, of course). Click on the link below for a fantastic ribeye recipe demonstration by the guys over at BarbecueWeb.com.

And while you’re watching, keep a running tally of how many times the narrator says, “Man!” 

It’s pretty hilarious.

Also, note the number of times he growls. Very manly.

My mouth was watering while I watched it. I could almost taste the buttery garlic and onion mixed with the rich, juicy taste of the ribeye. Ya just gotta see it.

Bee-bop along to the kickin’ music as you watch this video. (It really is pretty well done. No pun intended.) Then, git you some juicy ribeyes and try it yerself! Yee-haw!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vB16Dbjz8oo

My neighborhood is filled with eclectic tastes and I really like it that way.

So all right, here’s the scoop on the neighbors across the street.

They don’t eat meat.

Yes, it’s true. Don’t. Eat. Meat.

We, personally, don’t understand that.

My husband and I like to have our friends and neighbors over to the house to share a great meal (usually something we’ve grilled up) and some great conversation.

And the talk always turns to food. Likes, dislikes, best ways to prepare certain foods.

So . . . what would we have to talk about with a couple who doesn’t eat meat?

What would we serve at that dinner party?

Meat is such an essential ingredient for us. It’s the big show. The main event. It’s what we build the entire meal around.

We’re lost without it. We wouldn’t know what to do with ourselves.

Don’t get me wrong. Our neighbors are wonderful people. We’ve had lively conversations with them out by the curb. And we’d love to have them over.

But only if we can bring them over to the dark side.

Until then, our relationship will have to be restricted to neighborly nods and discussions about weather and landscaping.

It’s just too bad they can’t appreciate the intoxicating smell of a sizzling steak on the grill. They’re missing out on one of life’s greatest pleasures.

I wonder what would happen if I left a steaming hot gift basket on their doorstep, rang the bell and ran . . .

So, I’ve told you about my neighbor Eddie. Now here’s the skinny on the neighbors on the other side.

They like to eat like we do. And now they’re on the Atkins Diet.

So basically that means they only eat steak, beef of any kind, chicken, bacon and various pork products.

At least that’s their interpretation of the diet. Needless to say, they’re having a grand old time with it.

Now that’s my kind of diet!

I don’t know whether they’ve lost any weight on it, but who cares? They’re eating steak, steak and more steak!

Is this a great country or what? 

Stay tuned tomorrow for the lowdown on the neighbors across the street.