the woes of a carnivore

My brother gave my dad and I some samples of kobe beef (the meat that costs like a gazillion dollars for a measly little piece and which Japanese exporters tend to hoard).  It's a finely marbled steak that's supposed to be so rich that a quarter pound is considered almost a meal in itself.

...It tastes like beef.  Good beef, yes, but still just beef.  Apparently I'm too much of a plebeian to understand that price makes food taste better; that, or it was my Irish ancestry crying out for a good solid steak and potatoes.  XD  (I honestly don't understand what the big deal is with kobe beef...)

fic: imperfect tense ch.6

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