Continuing my tale of yesterday, after I zipped in and paid my insurance (house and on car), I decided to drive to Sam's Club to do my last bit of shopping before the new year.
I needed to buy a steak for Christmas Eve grilling at my cousin's, and I offered to bring whatever she needed. She asked for yeast rolls. The intent of my Sam's Club run was to get those two things and return home.
Does anyone here doubt where this is going? I cannot go into Sam's Club or CostCo...or, indeed, any other edifice that sells multitudes of things...without "shopping". So, I shopped.
I did not buy frivolously...for a change. I bought necessities, for the most part, and in large bundles that will last me through 2022, I've no doubt. That said, noses may be blown to excess, sanitizing wipes may be flung about helter-skelter, and lemons may make lemonade (a bag of lemons at Sam's Club cost about what two lemons cost in a grocery story). Of course, one cannot buy "one" steak at Sam's....so I had the joy of using my Food Saver to package the steaks for later consumption. Into the freezer they went. Well...the three rib-eyes went in, and one N.Y. strip. The remaining N.Y. strip was my late afternoon/early evening dinner. And I served it with a wedge of lemon, because my first encounter with a N.Y. strip was in Italy, and it was served with a lemon. I watched others and saw them squeezing the juice all over the steak. I followed suit, and it was delicious.
Oddly, lemon doesn't really suit the taste of other cuts of steak...for me, at any rate.
