A Prime Rib the Size of Texas!

Well, we went to the Butcher Shop in San Diego last night (July 5th) to celebrate the 1 year anniversary of my mastectomy. YUM! I am such the carnivore. When we went to the Del Mar Fair...oh excuse me, the San Diego County Fair this year, I kept referring to the cattle on display as dinner-on-the-hoof. Sorry. I was probably a T. Rex in a previous life. Anyhoooo...I ordered a prime rib the size of the Lone Star State; I'm too embarrassed to say exactly how big it was, but let me tell you, HUGE pretty much covers it. No, I did not eat the whole thing. I put a pretty good dent in it though! And the rest of dinner was terrific, too. We had chocolate lava cake and creme brulee for dessert, so we all left there pretty happy. As you can see, my needs are simple; half a cow cooked medium-rare and chocolate. No fancy sauces or "emulsions" or _____ (insert cooking buzz word here). Simple, yet good, food is not as easy to find as it sounds. Too many times we think "fancy" means good, or that an "edgy" or "trendy" restaurant must be great. Hmmph! Just because the "chef" in the kitchen can make the food on the plate look pretty doesn't mean it's going to taste any better than what the short order cook can sling on your plate at the local greasy spoon. Anyway...enough of my pontificating on what makes up a good meal. I'm off to contentedly digest my cow.