We used to eat raw beef, very thinly sliced, on top of rice. With a raw egg.
I would now like everyone to know that I ate panzanella caprese for lunch with my black cherry tomatoes, my basil, my bread, and well, normal mozzarella. I was going to tell you that I no longer smell like vinegar, but like basil, but that's not actually true. I still smell like vinegar, just balsamic instead of white.
How rare I like my steak depends on the cut of meat. Raw is good if it's really tender, nsm if there's connective tissue involved.
With a raw egg.
Oh, I do miss the days of homemade egg nogg with raw eggs.
I also have a new addiction to the Planters "special" almonds roasted in olive oil and sea salt.
DH and I read the Michael Pollan book (the short one--anyone read it or his earlier food-related books?) and we are trying to eat all healthy and non-processed and stuff. I had ham and mustard on a whole-wheat pita. It was yummy, although I forgot to bring my baby carrots to go with it.
I eat so terribly. Today for lunch I had a banana and some animal crackers.
I love a good steak tartare with toast points.
I've heard of black and blue, which seems to basically be burned on the outside, raw on the inside. I didn't know that there was just "blue"
Charred out/raw in is often called Pittsburgh.
Charred out/raw in is often called Pittsburgh.
As a native Western Pennsylvanian, I say Hey!
edit: Also, why?
There's non-processed ham? I always think of it as salt-ridden.
Hi, zuisa and vroomvroom!
I saw a woman in the art store (uh, don't ask, it's a sickness) today who looked eerily like my mother. There's a definite type that looks like blood on my mother's side of the family (as I kept pointing out to bon on The Wire), but this woman's face was eerily Mummy. I had to stare. I'm supposed to look like my mother. I wonder if I triggered anything for her.
I almost told her, but I'm trying to stop saying random shit to strangers, since I don't really like it when they do it to me.