So it’s common knowledge I love beef. I also love having myself a good BLT sandwich.
My parents are currently away in Malaysia, and will only be back later in week. With my Dad not around to make dinner, the responsibility naturally fell on my shoulders to “tank”. I blame my ovaries — wait, before you freak out at my preposterously crude remark, do understand it’s because I have two brothers and being the only daughter… You get my drift.
Now this is really a challenge. Settling my meal is easy; I’m O.K. with quick salads or sandwiches. My brothers? Hm, not so much.
Check out my attempt at striking a balance: give and take, with a little compromise.
Ever had one of those sudden revelations lingering in the realm of exotic flavours? That aha! moment when you’ve got different foods in your mouth and your tastebuds tell you “oh my goodness, this just might work”?
I can’t imagine how else it could’ve dawned upon Roger Mooking that steak should be marinated with root beer, if he hadn’t had half-chewed beef in his mouth while taking a huge gulp of A&W.
Because, trust me (and trust me because I’ve tried), the two are a match made in heaven.
To have them separately is one thing, but root beer infused steak? Ohhh, there’s a whole new world.