This just about sums it up for me.

I’m in love with steak.

My hubby and I have a “steak date” set for Saturday night and just the thought of it on the calendar gets me through my day.

How about you? Does this artwork capture it for you, too? 🙂

Image courtesy of Caroline Pony via Pinterest.com.

See that steak up there?

That’s what love looks like.

My honey prepared that beautiful ribeye for me this weekend – complete with mood lighting, ’80s music (because nothing says “love” like Tone Loc) and clearing of the dishes. All of the things I like.

That’s why I made that photo look like it was in a dream sequence. It was.

After a week-full of “Can you do this?” and “Mom, where’s my _____?” and “You owe me $XXX.XX” – I needed a display of affection.

Apparently, it showed.

Because the hubs planned this meal just for me.

Funny how food is a way to show love, but we know it’s been that way for thousands and thousands of years. Who am I to question it now? It works for me.

And hey, I got a steak out of the deal. It’s not exactly “The Notebook,” but I’ll pray for more nights like those – and I’ll be thankful every single time!

Who in your life could use a 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.

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?