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I'm Building a Shrine
We ordered a standing rib roast for Christmas Dinner. From Whole Paycheck. Christmas comes but once a year, and so we splurged. When I saw what our splurge was going to run us I got a little faint, and thought maybe we shouldn't eat the roast, we should just...worship it. Raw and bloody, sitting on the dining room table, surrounded by roasted potatoes and a side of Yorkshire Pudding.
And then I remembered that meat doesn't keep very well. So I'll roast the Very Expensive Roast, and it will be delicious, and we'll eat leftovers as long as they last, and then pasta forever and ever, world without end.
And then I remembered that meat doesn't keep very well. So I'll roast the Very Expensive Roast, and it will be delicious, and we'll eat leftovers as long as they last, and then pasta forever and ever, world without end.