The meat was cooked fine, but the marinade was really sweet and there was a flavor in the marinade that clashed really badly with the beef flavor. It really tasted wrong in my mouth.
Now there's a concept for a future story-- attack of the ass-sucking steaks. "It was the damn-dest thing, officer ... I was just walking through the butcher's shop minding my own business, when suddenly this t-bone jumped off the shelf, squeezed up my pants leg and, well, sort of started rimming me."
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Date: 2010-03-12 11:11 pm (UTC)At least, that's how it works at the pollo joints around these parts.
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Date: 2010-03-12 11:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-13 12:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-13 02:52 pm (UTC)