Here are some visuals to get your fired up for tomorrow's special night.
The US of A is the greatest country on the face of the earth and for THAT, I will make no apologies!
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
God Bless the USA. And steak.
Tomorrow. Fleming's. 8pm. And I understand Fleming's is relaxing the dress code to allow showings of patriotism.
Here are some visuals to get your fired up for tomorrow's special night.
The US of A is the greatest country on the face of the earth and for THAT, I will make no apologies!
Here are some visuals to get your fired up for tomorrow's special night.
The US of A is the greatest country on the face of the earth and for THAT, I will make no apologies!
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
PRESS RELEASE: Next Steak Night
September 11, 2008 has been chosen as the date for the next steak night. Location has yet to be determined. By default, steak will be consumed and SteakNight™ shots will be imbibed.
If you don't show up, the terrorists have won.
If you don't show up, the terrorists have won.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Thursday, July 3, 2008
A Steakspearean Sonnet
O how I long for the day of Thor
when such an evening falls where
the most tender filets are devoured and whiskeys pour
from behind a tended bar. One need prepare for this affair of rare.
Spare me the mams: solely nuts!
I scoff at your food from the sea. (Is this what you
fancy? You are banished!) Choose choice cuts
and join the ranks that savor shanks and flanks (and the occasional salad, too.)
Those with two X chromosomes: stay away!
(Unless, you have a Y as well. One would surmise
that you, in fact, have Klinefelter's. Okay,
I guess we'll make a decision on that should the situation arise.)
I dream often of this prime time for strips and chateaubriand—a smorgasbord
of T-bones, breadbaskets, bearnaise, and libations. I hope I have to eat my words.
Steak.
when such an evening falls where
the most tender filets are devoured and whiskeys pour
from behind a tended bar. One need prepare for this affair of rare.
Spare me the mams: solely nuts!
I scoff at your food from the sea. (Is this what you
fancy? You are banished!) Choose choice cuts
and join the ranks that savor shanks and flanks (and the occasional salad, too.)
Those with two X chromosomes: stay away!
(Unless, you have a Y as well. One would surmise
that you, in fact, have Klinefelter's. Okay,
I guess we'll make a decision on that should the situation arise.)
I dream often of this prime time for strips and chateaubriand—a smorgasbord
of T-bones, breadbaskets, bearnaise, and libations. I hope I have to eat my words.
Steak.
NOTE: A Steakspearean sonnet contains a 15th line consisting only of the word "steak."
Monday, June 30, 2008
Steak Night: A Ternary Haiku of Reluctance
"How to spread the word..."
"Perhaps through a Steak Night blog?"
Jesse grimaces.
"Perhaps through a Steak Night blog?"
Jesse grimaces.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
In Abstentia: A Haiku of Longing
Princeton, New Jersey
Sucks the most rotund asses
See you soon, Balmer.
Sucks the most rotund asses
See you soon, Balmer.
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Steak Night: A Secondary Haiku
At Ruth's Chris, correct?
No? Oops! Looks like I'll be late.
Drink up while you wait.
No? Oops! Looks like I'll be late.
Drink up while you wait.
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