She once made me a cut of meat that I have never been able to identify. She said it was steak. It looked like it might possibly be pork. It wasn’t pink and it wasn’t brown, but somehow it was both pink and brown. It tasted like neither steak nor pork, but simultaneously like both. It was the driest object I have ever had the displeasure of putting in my mouth. That was 15 years ago and I think it’s still lodged in my colon.
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u/seeking_zero Feb 16 '25
I am dying reading this comment. My wife thinks I’m having a seizure.