Sometimes, when I’m bored, i think to myself, “maybe I’m hungry!”but then, once I’ve eaten, I realize that no, no… I was just bored. I’m sure I’m the only one.
As I type this up, the first solid rain in a couple months is falling outside, turning all our brown lawns to green and effectively emptying the beaches that have been continuously populated since the heat wave began. I do love the beach, but only in small doses and under the right circumstances… which makes me think I should probably lighten up a bit. In any case, i’m thankful for the rain.
You gotta say “Eat Steak” like the subway commercial from ten years ago… The lesson I’m alluding to in this strip is one i’m currently enrolled in, in the SCHOOL OF HARD KNOCKS. I only had one piece of steak yesterday, and apparently that was too much, because my stomach felt like a brick wall for the rest of the evening.
So i’ve never BBQ’d steak before. Diana wanted it medium rare, I prefer medium, but don’t mind medium rare. I’m BBQin some steak, and I realize, I have NO IDEA how to tell if it is getting close, or overcooked, or whatever. I’ve heard the best thing to do is just use a meat thermometer, which I don’t have. SO! I was like “huh. LOOKS DONE.” And, surprisingly, it was! Medium rare. I fluke’d out that once, I dare not try again.