Pound of ribeye, bucket of chips smothered in bearnaise. Red wine. Villa v Middlesbrough.
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Pound of ribeye, bucket of chips smothered in bearnaise. Red wine. Villa v Middlesbrough.
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The Yankees serve that size of steak, and the Yankees always go large. When I eat the signature sirloin steak here:
http://www.sparkssteakhouse.com/
I always struggle to finish it, sides are kept to a minimum. A bucket of fries with bearnaise and a 1lb steak for a chap of your size will be a serious ask. Jesus man, I can't imagine you walking straight with that in your gut.
Still, if you pull it off, respect. :thumbup:
No, I'm describing my feelings when I say 'what's the point?', not denying that others may feel differently.
I just find the business of creating a meal only to sit down on one's own to eat it rather depressing. My feelings may be influenced by my period living alone a few years back, when mealtimes were infinitely depressing. :-(