BackBlog: My preference is steak

As a poor graduate student with minimal cooking skills (it's done when the smoke detector goes off), it had been several months since I had last enjoyed steak. I am a big fan of the red-meat, which I usually take in cheeseburger size doses. That said, having been spoiled by pub burgers in Chicago (Lion's Head, Fizz), I have found myself in Cheeseburger Exile back in Athens. There are cheeseburgers to be had, but they just don't compare.

One of the priorities before I left became to feed me steak. And who am I to argue. There was some debate of Outback vs. Malibu Grill, as well as 8 people worth of scheduling conflicts, but on Saturday, we all convened at Outback. While Brazilian-style sounds yummy, I am out of practice for what is basically competitive eating without the prize. Besides, there is only so much room in my pants.

Steak wonderful steak. I had a nice, bloody, fatty and extra-delicious ribeye. Shared appetizers and desserts with everyone, and generally enjoyed some family snark. AND I walked away with all the leftovers! This was like 2 extra meals! Happy tummy!

(me in beef bliss)

Now I return to the world of ramen, coffee, and clementines. But for one brief moment, my inner carnivore was a very happy camper.

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