Hello and welcome back to the wonderful world of the Dogpound. As I have noted, my birthday is very near, and I got a very big and surprising birthday gift. My oldest daughter, Tina, flew in from Virginia to surprise me at work last Friday afternoon. I was shocked. I think the last time she was at my house was 15 years ago when she came to Indiana and we went to the Indianapolis 500. It was blistering hot that day, one of the hottest race days on record.
In addition to the surprise visit, she also got me a new iPhone 8. She said I was finally ready to upgrade from my flip phone. I am not so sure about that! I admit I had a bit of a head start using my mini iPad, but there is so much to learn. Fortunately, Tina was here for a few days to help me get through some of the basics.
To celebrate, we went to dinner at my favorite [and expensive] restaurant called Stables, so named because the main building used to be horse stables, and they completely refurbished it using a lot of the same wood.
I like bone-in steaks, and the waiter said they had a special on their tomahawk steak. I had it one other time and it was delicious. What kind of steak is this? It is a rib steak cut from the fore rib with the entire rib bone left in. The long bone is trimmed down so just the rib meat is left, leaving a large amount of inter-muscular fat which gives it a lot of flavor when cooked. So if you pick it up by the large bone, it would look kind of like a tomahawk with the rib meat being the hammer head. My first bone-in steak had a bone handle about 6-7 inches long. This one was over 12 inches long! And I must admit, they must charge by the inch. That one steak was $100! If I had known the price ahead of time, I would not have gotten it. I guess that is why they leave the pricing off the specials.
THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK
“The only time to eat diet food is when you are waiting for your steak to cook.” Dogpound Wisdom
Running into debt doesn’t bother me. It’s running into my creditors that’s upsetting.
You know you are getting old when work is a lot less fun and fun is a lot more work.
A tour group gazed into the depths of the Grand Canyon. “Do you know,” asked the guide, “that it took millions and millions of years for this great abyss to be carved.” “Well, I be darned,” one of the visitors said. “I never knew this was a government job.”
A cowboy burst into the saloon and yelled, “Who painted my horse green?” A giant man stood up from a table and said, “I painted your horse. What about it!” The cowboy gulps, “I just wanted to tell you that the first coat is dry.”
Got to run. It is supper time, and I have a large piece of that rib meat left over in the refrigerator calling my name. As always, be good, do good, play safe, and remember what our ancestors said, “Meat is good!”