Scratched around in the deep freeze this morning for something to defrost for supper. Took out what I thought looked like tenderised/ stewing steak and began planning in my head how I would slow cook the animal protein for 2 hours, while basting, saucing and prepping veggies.
As the day progressed and the meat started softening up, I was busy blogging and doing some ‘internet housekeeping’, so I actually did not care.
But then, upon closer inspection of the meltdown that was happening on the kitchen counter, I discovered that this cut of meat was, perhaps, destined for greater things than the stewing pot. And that was because it was RUMP! Jackpot!! It was as if I had pulled a rabbit out the hat… (This type of thing tends to happen when one is not all ‘Martha Stewart’ about meticulously prepping, pre-packing, portioning, marking and stacking the month end groceries…)
So, I dusted off the Le Creuset grilling pan – the one that makes cute little criss-cross patterns on the food and splatters the entire stove area with fat. And I oiled and peppered those steaks. And we were frying for supper, Baby! (And wiping down counters, mopping oil spills, putting out fires.)
Oh. It was worth it. I performed exceptionally well. Scoffed everything – as I am entitled to do, considering that I am in ‘O’ blood group. Yes – we are are the meat eaters of the world – we thrive on a diet rich in animal protein.
Steak in the middle of the week. Sounds luxurious. But as long as I dug it out the freezer, and didn’t have to actually fork out for it today, it’s A-OK.
Watching movie, ‘Fun with Dick and Jane.’ How bad does it get before they repossess your lawn? Talk about hitting a raw nerve. As Jim Carrey says in the movie, “There’s always prostitution.” But I will have to do more time on the damn treadmill to get top dollar.