If you're going to do it go for prime rib, with horseradish.
That's what overnights are for, thankfully.
You need to stage a revolt. Bring home a 20 oz ribeye, cook it medium, and have her share in devouring it......marbling and all.
Don't be the guy at one restaurant I was at who was overheard to order prime rib well done, then when brought out that way by the incredulous staff, proceeds to douse it in ketchup.
Oh please, I already have to suffer through turkey sausages, turkey burgers (which are at least edible- sort of), turkey chili, turkey tostadas and turkey meatloaf, (I have to make my own beef meatloaf or my sister will with actual ground chuck when I want one). They have turkey bacon now? Oh Lord. She wants to make turkey tacos sometime, I am just like oh lets not go there. I am not eating a damn turkey taco. I am just surprised she hasn't come up with a turkey soup yet.
It's coming, mark my words. That is how it starts. Listen we were all about the chicken for years. I still am. But slowly she got on this turkey thing and now it's turkey this, turkey that. I like turkey but not half as much as chicken. Now I am relegated to very little beef and I sneak steaks and other beef foods or god forbid a piece of fried chicken breast once in a blue moon and even get the eye roll if I order beef tacos once in a while instead of fish or chicken tacos. I am just grateful that my sister Betty will make me beef stroganoff or a pot roast whenever I want one. How can a man live without pot roast for crap's sake? I am lucky I can still get the extra lean corned beef at the Katella Deli.This is what I'm afraid of. Turkey bacon is a gateway drug.
Oh Michael, why do you hate loooOoOoooooove?
Why would you ever stage a revolt?
You need to stage a revolt. Bring home a 20 oz ribeye, cook it medium, and have her share in devouring it......marbling and all.
Medium? MEDIUM! Medium rare at most or bring me another one done the right way.
Some southern states there is a law against that.MikeD said:Don't be the guy at one restaurant I was at who was overheard to order prime rib well done, then when brought out that way by the incredulous staff, proceeds to douse it in ketchup.
Who said anything about lunch?Right, so he got locked out of the cockpit because he ate lunch at the wrong airport restaurant.
...Actually, as thread derailments go, this is the only one in history that actually follows logic.
To be honest, both of those pitcures look like crap. If that is what prime rib and (vomit) potatoes look likes to you... well may mythical skybeast have mercy on your soul.
Condiments of the gods...
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At least it wasn't one of the newbie FOs on the first leg of IOE!