Yesterday, i rushed back from wherever I was to cook my dear husband steak. Clever me forgot to tell the butcher to make thin slices, so i had to spend extra few minutes bashing the living day lights out of it - it was so dead, even before it touched the griddle! I virgin oiled it, salted it, peppered it...and of course, I gave it an 'Asian touch' and cooked it well- not a pink colour in sight.
Bon appettit, I said to him.
Thank you, darling, he replied.
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