i happened to catch the last couple of minutes of a cooking program on tvm lastnight. a young-ish man was sitting down at lilly's, in the sun, with the sea behind him, his sparse but somewhat styled hair blowing about in what was presumably a nice sea breeze.
in front of him was a plate with a hunk of overdone meat, blackened in places, which he referred to as an excellent beef steak. the best way to enjoy a beef steak, he said with the lofty certainty that comes with veteran taste-buds such as his, is to accompany it with some rice and chili chicken. and dear readers, it left me feeling quite a bit more horrified than i have felt in recent times.
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