I’ve tried to be a vegetarian. Really. My acupuncturist told me not to do it. When I met my husband he was a vegan, (unless you were serving him dessert) but he’s not anymore.
I love beef. Practically raw, nicely warmed up, tender, juicy beef. Hmmmm….
Tonight we had a beautiful grass fed (no grain, not even in the weeks before slaughter) rib eye. I roasted broccoli on my Silpat and made a pot of long grain brown rice. Not a bad dinner. We ate together at the table again. It was a lovely family dinner.
And that’s all I have to say about that.
