July 14th, 2011

Dear Steak

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.


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?